Find Your Anchor - Part 1

6. Before Meeting

After the Dogman had left, Minho and the others were silent. For some minutes they were dumbfounded, and didn't speak. It was too much to take for their little heads. Even if they were brainy because of WICKED and such, still, it was too much. 

Minho spoke up finally cracking the silent competition.

"Guess we're going to land, guys."

And it was. The berg was landing. It's speed decreased and started to shake. All of the New Gladers sat on the floor abruptly. They tried to ragain balance but no one succeeded. Frustrated, Gally banged his hand on the wall, which made no difference. Shuck the wall.

After agonying moments the berg eventually quieted down. There was a impact, yes, of landing on a hard, hard ground, but Gladers took no notice. All that matters to them was to touch and kiss the ground. Ahh, how they missed it.

Gally was the first to step the ground. 

"That's one small step for a men, one giant leap for mankind." He imitated Neil Armstrong. Nobody laughed, but after all Gally didn't meant to crack them up. They were all exhausted. They were in the Safe Haven, laughing and cheering, with Thomas, but now, after 8 hours, they were in a peculiar place, depressed and angry, with no Thomas.

Yes, someone will think that they were caring too much about Thomas, Thomas that and Thomas this, but if your own friend, no, a family was shot in the stomach, and doesn't know if he or she's alive or not, you can't say those things. They were human, not invincible heroes, they could feel pain and coul break down. They couldn't help but to feel worried.

When the eight of them finally stepped the ground, Dogman came out from the berg. He motioned to follow him. He walked toward to a house, no, a loft. A big loft where light was streaming out. Moonlight shone upon the New Gladers, and yet, it was so dark. So dark, like it was going to consume them and take them to nowhere. 

Dogman turned to the New Gladers and said, voice monotone.

"See that loft? Go inside. There will be a lot of people. They will tell you some, hmm, traumatic? No, strange, odd, hard-to-believe stories. You have to believe them, okay? You can trust them."

"We trusted people like that, but every time we did it, every one of them betrayed us. How could we confirm that you're not like that? That they're not like that?" Brenda snorted. 

"Because," Rafael said. "Because they are you're families. Long lost familes. They misses you. They wants to help you. Plus you have no choice whatsoever." With that he turned on his heel and went inside the berg again. The plane took off once again, leaving the dumbfounded teenagers(Oh plus one man) to gape.

Jorge, switched onto father mode. "We should get inside. I don't want you seven to catch a cold." 

Newt laughed. It was hollow and empty. "Jorge, I once caught the flare. Brenda caught the flare. A cold is nothing compared to it. But yeah," He smirked, this time it was real. "We should get inside. We don't want to get caught by that bloody shit Dogman huh?" His voice was filled with hatred and anger for the good-for-nothing-bulldog.

Minho smirked also. "Now we're getting somewhere. Let's get inside shanks, I don't want my hair to get messy." 

"Ahh, typical Minmin, doesn't want to ruin his hair? Well I guess you can't accomplish that wish." Brenda teased. Than she messed up Minho's hair for a abrupt time and ran for her life toward the loft. Minho was a runner, so he could easily catch up with Brenda, but on his way he tripped by a tree root. So he was delayed, but he caught her by the doorstep. Newt, Fry, Gally, Sonya, and Jorge ran also, in order to catch up.