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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 squeaks open as the mysterious woman leads the group of teenagers inside. Blake follows in behind Thomas as the rest of the group trails behind.

Emerald orbs scan around the massive facility as the woman ushers them. "Come on, Keep up. Jorge wants to meet you."

"Who's Jorge?" Thomas questions as he continues following the girl up the stairs—eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

The woman looks back briefly before returning her attention back in front of her. "You'll see."

Eyebrows furrow closer together as Blake's eyes scan over the numerous people watching as the teenagers stroll by.

"No one's come out of the Scorch in a long time." The woman says, "You just got him curious."

The small girl's green orbs briefly connect with the stranger's in front of her as the woman trails her eyes down Blake's figure. "And me, too."

Thomas' blank expression then forms into a frown at the woman's words. His eyes glare daggers into the back of the woman's head as she leads the group to her 'leader.' The boy's jaw clenches at the comment, with poison bubbling in his stomach.

When his glare finally tears away from the back of the woman's skull, Thomas' glare softens when his eyes cast back over to Blake.

The small brunette furrows her eyebrows at the scene, piecing the puzzle together.

𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵—𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵..

A laugh escapes from behind the small girl, making Blake turn her head to see Minho's amused expression—but the boy's face drops immediately when a chorus of laughs echoes from behind him. As Blake turns her head, her eyes widen at the group of men trailing behind them.

"Anyone else starting to get a bad feeling about this place?" Newt asks as his head turns to look back—eyeing his friends as they continue walking.

Thomas breathes in a sigh. "Let's just hear him out. See what he has to say."