Who is she? {Newt||Maze runner fanfic}

7- Uh Oh

Sage POV
It turns out the maze does actually repeat itself, and it also turns out Minho takes a long time getting ready in the morning. Sure his hair is perfect and all but still. I think he actually got sent some hair gel, there is no way it can stay perfect the whole day. Especially when we are running in the maze every day.

I and Minho decided to split the maze in half so that we would cover it quicker. And then at the end of the day, we would wait for each other in the map room to look over the days' notes.

If the people who put us here aka the creators decide to send another one in the maze, he should be arriving in about 2 days. I hope it's someone with less attitude than Minho, and less ego, please. But in all seriousness, he's alright. He loves being sarcastic and is always making jokes.

Today wasn't any different. I was almost done eating my breakfast when he finally got ready.

"Hi," he greeted me.

"Hi, what's up?" I replied.

"The sky."

"Mmm very funny."

"I know, I know, I'm hilarious."

"Sure you are." I smiled as I stood up to get my backpack. "We're going in 10 minutes so hurry up."

"Sure boss."

With that, I went to the homestead and grabbed my backpack. I put in my sandwich and my water. Then I checked if all of my "just in case" stuff was all stocked.

Tampons, check. Bandaids, check. Painkillers, check...

I don't have any gauze or bandages. Probably because I used them all yesterday when I managed to scrape my knee when I fell.

So I went upstairs to the med room to get them.

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"You ready?"

"Yup."

"Goodbye, Alby."

"Be safe."

"Always."

And we were off to the maze.

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We split like every day, him covering his part, me running mine.

I was just running, looking around, and thinking of comebacks I could use on Minho.

It's peaceful.

Just a few more turns and I can stop for a few minutes to eat and rest.

I came to the spot I stop every day, sat down, and took my sandwich.

I don't know how I don't get bored of these sandwiches, to be honest. But they are quite good and-

Run.

What the hell was that?

Run, now.

"What the fuck?" I said out loud.

It's like someone is talking to me through my thoughts. That's creepy.

I was actually considering running back, not because the weird voice told me, but because this whole situation is creeping me out.