𝕻𝖔𝖔𝖗 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖔

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𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣:
𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕪𝕖 𝕐𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜 ℝ𝕠𝕒𝕕
𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦
𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕀𝕥
𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕕 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝔾𝕠
𝔸 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕤 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

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I don't know where Minho is.

That's all I've thought since we were separated. It feels like forever that we've been kidnapped- by WCKD that is. I never thought I'd think it, but, I miss the glade. I had been there for only a month, but it's the only place I've ever known, It was home.

I miss cooking for everyone with Frypan. I miss arguing with Zart and Newt. I miss me and chuck getting into trouble constantly. I even miss my hammock, which I hated when I was in the glade. I miss Gally.

It's been around 190 days, I'd tried my best to keep count, but it was hard when almost every day was the same and one day blurred into the next, and the next, and the next...

After me and Minho were kidnapped from the right arm, we both tried our best to stick together, throwing violence at large men, large armed men. Despite our struggle, we were both separated by WCKD and I haven't seen him since.

After that, we were taken to so many different WCKD facilities, that I stopped trying to keep track. But now, I'm here. On this train. I still have Aris, and I still have Sonya, so I shouldn't really complain.

If Minho is still alive, then he's probably in one of the other karts, with some other random kids he doesn't know. Poor Minho.

I had overheard two guards talking earlier, we were going to some place called "The Last City". Whatever that is. They were probably just taking us to a more secure WCKD labs so they could run even more tests on us.

I started to wonder about the others. Chuck and Thomas etc. I wonder what they're doing right now? Are they looking for us? Do they even care? I know Frypan would care, Chuck would be upset, and I know Thomas is probably blaming himself, but what about the others? Do they care were gone?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of an engine revving, we're in the middle of the scorch on a train supplied by WCKD. Who the hell could be "driving on by"?

My thoughts were once again interrupted, but this time, by the sound of a bullet hitting glass. This sat heavy on my chest- a sense of dread overtaking me.

The sound only continued, a mixture of distant bullets being fired, they only neared closer as the sounds turned into a world war. Me and Aris looked at each other- what is happening right now?

I looked at Sonya, she seemed to share our confusion as well as most the kids around us. I listened more intently, trying to hear voices, cars, drones; anything.

I suppose somewhere in the back of my mind, I fantasised that Gally would be here to come and save me- not just from WCKD, but from this horrible pit in my chest since he died. I knew it wasn't and I need to stop torturing myself like this now. I have to stop waiting for him, Gally's isn't gonna come back.

My ears rang as I heard a car crash against the metal somewhere behind us. Then I heard that horribly familiar sound- one of WCKD's aircraft-things. I was familiar with them, from when me and Minho were both dragged out here, but I still don't know what there actually called.

I heard the air being whipped by the blades of the aircraft, and then the train started to shake as explosions could be heard in the near distance. I could hear yelling faintly over the explosions, but I couldn't make out any words.

I watched as several figures ran along the top of the carriage we were in, the sound of gunshots filled the air once again- but they were much closer now.

In the midst of gunshots, chains clanking around me, and distant yelling- I heard two voices I recognised. "Vince?" "We're set, cover you're ass!"

The voices weren't that far away, they were somewhere in front of us on the train. I looked at Aris, he stared back at me, we both held an equally mixed look on our face of both shock and uncertified reassurance. "Aris, did you hear that? Its Thomas, it's Vi-"

I was cut off by the sound of an explosion, rattling the whole carriage before the wheels screeched and the train came to a halt. "Those bastards found us!" I laughed to myself, as Aris hugged Sonya. "They actually found us!"

Maybe now we could actually get Aris treated. He had tried to resist one of WCKDs guards and taken a pretty nasty beating for it, leaving him with a black eye and some cuts and bruises.

I heard someone banging along the sides of the train, "Minho!?" "Y/n!?" "Minho, can you hear me?!" It was Thomas. There was a roar from the kids around us, everyone yelling, and rattling the chains that were restraining them.

Does he not care about Aris or Sonya? Why only call for me and Minho? I don't get it, but I also kind of do in a way. Ever since Thomas arrived in the maze he showed that he thinks he has some kind of purpose- like it's his responsibility to save us all- to play some kind of hero.

I imagine that's his mindset now- he probably holds himself responsible for me and Minho disappearing. Whatever he was thinking, it didn't matter, it looks to me like we're all getting out of here.

I heard people clattering on top of our carriage, metal occasional hitting the also metal roof, clanging through the small space we were in. I heard a saw of some kind buzzing through something. "Newt, how you doin?!"

It was Thomas' voice, it was coming from somewhere on the roof. "Don't rush me." It was Newt. Is everyone here? Are we about to have some kind of soppy heart-felt reunion?

I listened to Thomas and Newt yelling at each other as bullets began to hit the roof, where from, I'm not sure. The gun sounds got closer and closer as I heard 1 or 2 people clambering onto the roof.

A shadow was cast over the small amount of light that once seeped through the vents above us as that horrible sound filled the air once again. It was WCKD on one of there big-drone-thingys. "Oh shit." I said it under my breath, looking between both Sonya and Aris, an equal look of fear spread between us.

The gunshots continued, until the carriage started to move, rattling the chains all around us. The fuck..? We were lifted into the air, presumably by the drone. I guess they failed. WCKD must have captured us again. I hope Thomas and the others are okay.

But then I heard yelling from above us. "Whooo!" "Yeah!" It was Thomas? It was Newt?

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