As we stumbled upon the doctor, she shot us a suspicious look, questioning why we were out. Suddenly, the alarm blared, and Thomas swiftly grabbed her, hauling her to the med wing where I assumed Teresa was. As we bolted, a guard tailed us. Then, Minho did this cool move, slamming his knee into the guard's chest - damn, that was hot.
Interrupting the doctor's unfinished query, we burst into the room. I lent a hand to Newt, tying up the doctors and placing them gently on the floor, instructing them to stay put. Meanwhile, Thomas found Teresa, and Frypan's warning about approaching guards prompted swift action. Newt blocked the door with a table, creating a barrier for our escape.
Thomas and Newt shattered the window, hopping to the other side. I struggled, but Minho, in a daring move, grabbed my waist. The rush of butterflies hit me hard. Grateful, I thanked him as he nodded, and we joined the others.
As we raced through the facility, Thomas shouted about guards being electrocuted, not shot. In search of an escape route, we found ourselves in a long hallway. Panicking, I tried the card on the doors, but it refused to work.
Thomas confronted Janson, refusing to let us out. Janson screamed for the door to be opened, but as I desperately swiped the card, it remained unresponsive. Panic set in until the door unexpectedly opened, revealing Aris on the other side. Furious at his betrayal, I ran towards him.
Facing Thomas as the door closed, he fired his last shots, tossed his gun, and slid under the closing door, defiantly raising his middle finger at Janson, eliciting a snort from me.
As we jogged towards the main gates, the relentless assault of scorching air and swirling sand from the outside world intensified. Amid the sprint, Teresa and I spotted an old building, deciding to seek refuge there. In the distance, the distant call of "Wait for us!" echoed.
Suddenly, I skidded to a stop, sliding into an unexpected hole with a thud. Attempting to regain my footing, I unintentionally brought down a body with me, resulting in an undignified pile on the ground.
"Oh, shit," I muttered, and a groan emanated from underneath. In my attempt to stand, I encountered more slippery sand, leading to another tumble, this time on top of the same unfortunate person. Hands reached to my waist, averting a complete collapse. Apologizing profusely, I realized it was Minho beneath me. Chuckles filled the air.
Offering my hand to help him up, he accepted, and I struggled in my attempt to assist. Laughter echoed as he finally rose to his feet, still holding onto my hand. In the midst of our shared amusement, I couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected connection - Minho was holding my hand!
In the midst of our group huddle, Newt openly questioned Thomas's apparent lack of a solid plan. Frustration tinged Newt's tone, clearly annoyed by what he perceived as Thomas's disregard for strategy. Exasperated, I huffed and decided to take matters into my own hands.
Wandering over to where Winston knelt on the floor, I discovered signs that someone had been there recently. Alerting Winston to the possibility of other inhabitants, he acknowledged my findings. Taking charge, I distributed flashlights to everyone in the group. My next move was to team up with Teresa.
"I'm Hope," I introduced myself.
"Teresa," she replied.
I couldn't help but compliment her, "You have really pretty eyes, Teresa." A smile adorned her face as she expressed gratitude. Handing her a jacket, she graciously accepted, adorning herself with the additional layer. Opting for a change, I found a black shirt, swapping it for the initially provided blue one. Satisfied with my new outfit, I took Teresa's hand, leading her to the front.
Her curiosity piqued, Teresa questioned, "What are those?" I shook my head, as uncertain as she was. Recognizing the need for supplies, I delegated the task of fetching water bottles from the floor to Teresa while I gathered bandages and other necessities.
Upon rejoining the group, our attention was diverted by distant yelling. It became evident that Thomas and Minho were at the center of another tumultuous situation. The echoes of their voices reached us, and a sense of foreboding crept in. Cursing under my breath, I made the impulsive decision to sprint and not look back once.
The sprint continued, our breaths heavy as we ascended the stairs. Suddenly, a relentless pursuer caught up, throwing me to the floor. A face devoid of humanity, eyes pitch black, screamed at me, launching a ferocious attack. I struggled, pushing back against a strength that overwhelmed me.
In the dire moment, Frypan intervened, throwing an iron bar at the assailant's head. The creature crumpled beside me with a scream. Frypan helped me up, and we continued our desperate escape, reaching a narrow corridor. Winston, positioned at the forefront, resorted to shooting the cranks, systematically opening doors until the last one gave way.
We ran until we found temporary shelter. In the ensuing silence, I sat at the back, hands shaking. Aris, sensing my distress, took my hand, witnessing the aftermath of the traumatic encounter. Overwhelmed, I confessed, "God, I'm gonna vomit."
Whispering words of comfort, Thomas suggested getting some sleep. Attempting to relax, I found it impossible. The face of the relentless attacker haunted me. Throughout the night, I kept vigil, observing the others and Winston, who trembled uncontrollably. As dawn approached, I approached Winston, offering my bag. He glanced at me, visibly relieved.
"What are you doing?" He asked, to which i replied, "I'm gonna bandage you up." As I carefully wrapped his stomach, he leaned against my crossed (criss cross apple sauce) legs, finding solace. Eventually, as he drifted into a peaceful slumber, I, too, succumbed to a soft, albeit restless, sleep.
Hi babies how was this chapter
Bruh Tdy was so tiring I hate skl sm and I hate my teacher like no I don't wanna present how do you expect me to make a presentation and present it in the same class hoe...
Sorry I just hate presenting
No cause I swear I try but I just can't i talk to my class yeah but something about presenting is just so scary to me but it's not but to my body it is idk if it's just me
Anyways
I love you and I'm proud of you
Go get a little snack and a bottle of water
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arrhythmical - maze runner/minho <3
Fiksi Penggemar"Who is she?" After the gladers escaped the maze they meet Aris and hope and try to find hope for a better life.
