Thomas was passed out. "This is such a waste." Gally says, and I just stare at him. "Gally." Winston says hesitating at first. "It doesn't feel right man." He says and I nod.
"Yeah, what if Thomas is right? Maybe he can lead us home." Jeff continues and Gally doesn't respond immediately. "We are home. Okay? I don't wanna have to cross any more names off that wall." He says and I look at him.
"You won't have to if we get out of here, Gally." I say. "And you think banishing us will solve anything?" I ask, looking at him.
"No," He says and I frown. "But this isn't a banishing." He says and I frown. "It's an offering." I gasp when the guy holding me grabs my arms, putting them against the pole and tying me up.
"Gally. What are you doing?" I ask panicking and flashes of getting ripped apart enter my mind.
"You really think I'm gonna let Thomas back into the Maze after what he's done?" He yells turning around.
"Thomas is going to save us!" I yell, seeing Minho softly shaking his head. "Okay? We might not go back to the people we were before the maze but we don't have to stay here." I say desperate.
"Look around, Jane! Look at our Glade. This is the only way." He says and I shake my head. "And when the grievers get what they came here for everything goes back to the way it was." He says and I let out a maniac laugh.
"Are you even listening to this? Are you convincing them or yourself this Gally? And why are you all standing there. He's crazy. If you stay here. The grievers are going to come back," I say, looking at a few boys.
"They're gonna come back, and they're going keep going because until you're all dead! Come on guys..." I whisper the last part.
"Shut up, tie him up!" Gally yells.
"Do you hear me? I said, tie him up." There was no authority in his voice, but they listened anyway.
Suddenly, Thomas punches the left guy in the guts, breaking out.
Newt grabs his knife and i kick the first guy I see in the balls. "Newt? A little help?" I ask and he cuts off the robe.
I glance to my left seeing Minho having a weapon held against Gally, who doesn't move.
Chuck starts running, while our little group stands at the beginning of the entrance. Fry hands me a knife, and I thank him silently.
Gally shrugs, shaking his head. "You're full of surprises aren't you." He says and I chuckle. "You don't have to come with us but we're leaving." Thomas says, holding a spear.
"Anyone wants to come this is your last chance!" He says and I look at Thomas, nodding to his words.
"Don't listen to him, he's trying to scare you." Gally tries and I shake my head. "We're not trying to scare you, you're already scared and so am I." I say, lowering the knife.
"But I'd rather risk my life out there than spending the rest of it in here." Thomas finishes and I give him a small smile. "We don't belong here. Okay this place, isn't our home. We were put here. We were trapped here." He says and I can see some boys doubting.
"At least out there, we have a choice. We can make it out of here. I know that." He says, finishing his speech.
I see Winston, Jeff and other boys walking with us. Only a few of them remained. "Gally, it's over." Thomas tries, "just come with us. Gally shakes his head and I sigh.
"Goodluck against the grievers."
~623 words~
I had some friends over yesterday, so I wasn't able to update!
I have no idea where to start my jj fic since I don't like s3 and i literally can't write jiara out.
I also have no idea how my mc of my tw s3 fic is gonna be a wolf loll
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