Girl Who Ran the Maze • Thomas

14. The Light

They built a fire behind a wrecked ship. It was silent the most of the way there. Sylvia sat between Minho and Newt as Aris added more wood to the fire.

"I thought we were supposed to be immune." Minho says. "Not all of us. I guess" Teresa replies. "If Winston could get infected we should assume so can the rest of us."

"I never thought I'd say it. I miss the glade" Frypan mutters a tear rolled down his cheek. Everyone fell silent after that. Minho and Sylvia sharpening blades again. Since there was nothing to do.

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Everyone drank their last drop of water by now. They hurdled up together for the night to sleep since there were no more ruins near them. Most propped their heads on their bag.

"Hey, hey. Get up" Thomas smacked Newts leg causing Sylvia to wake up. "I see something" Thomas says. "Whoa, what is it? What" Minho grumbles.

"You see that? It's lights."

"We made it"

Thunder crackled from behind them. A storm started to form. "We gotta go." Sylvia says slipping her pack on. Everyone doing the same.

They tried to outrun the storm. But the lifting got closer and closer. Until it hit them. Sylvia's felt herself hit the ground with a slight ringing in her left ear. She quickly scurried up. Seeing Thomas and Minho on the ground with her.

"Thomas." Sylvia picked him up as he held his ears. She ran over to Minho who was unconscious. Smoke came out of his clothes. "Guys! Help!" She screamed.

Aris and Newt picked Minho up as they all stumbled into the building. Sylvia slipped her light out of her pocket and turned it on. "Minho!"

Minho softly groaned as everyone sighed. "What happened?"

"I think you got struck by lighting."

"Oh."

They all helped him stand as Teresa wandered. "What is that smell" she mutters. She clicked her flashlight on revealing a crank running towards her.

"Behind you!"

Cranks surrounded them. Luckily they were chained to something. Everyone got their flashlight on revealing a room full of cranks.

"I see you met our guard dogs" a women's voice came from afar. A light then turned on behind her revealing her shadow as she walked towards them. Unfazed by the cranks.

"Stay back!" Minho says.

"You guys look like shit. Come on follow me. Unless you wanna stay here with them."

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They followed her wearily as they walked through dark hallways. They got to a big room with tiny lights strung across. "Come on. Keep up. Jorge wants to meet you."

"Who's Jorge?" Thomas asks as they went up the stairs. "You'll see. No ones come out of the scorch in a long time. You've just hit him curious. And me too."

"Anyone else staring to get a bad feeling about this place?" Newt mutters. "Let's just hear him out. See what he had to say." Thomas says.

They walked up another flight of stairs. "Jorge, they're here." The girl says. Jorge, supposedly, was working on a radio. Before you cursed and turned it off.

"Do you ever get the feeling the whole worlds against you?" Jorge asks with his hands in his hips.

They didn't answer. "3 questions. Where did you come from? Where are you going? How can I profit?"

"Don't all answer at once"

"We're headed for the mountains. Looking for the Right Arm" Thomas says. Men laughed from behind them. "You're looking for hosts you mean. Question number 2. Where did you come from?"