Solo ◇Thomas◇ II

~04~

Fry was in the driver seat, Thomas in the passenger seat and Newt and Spencer in the back. 

The sun was up and right above them making them all sweat a lot. There wasn't much talk in the car as everyone was taking small shifts to sleep and no one wanted to disturb the sleeping person. Currently it was Spencer. 

“Spenc c’mon.” Newt nudged Spencer as they came to a stop. 

She shot awake looking around frantically before calming down when she realised where she was and what was happening. 

“Another nightmare?” Fry asked as the three boys were looking at her. 

Spencer nodded, “The normal maze nightmares.” 

The boys each sent her a sympathetic smile before they all got out of the jeep walking to the front of the jeep. They had stopped at the mouth of a large dark tunnel. 

Thomas wrapped his arm around Spencer's waist squeezing her gently to let her know everything alright before he went back to the map. 

Newt rested one hand on his waist and the other pointing towards the tunnel, “You want us to go in there”? Everyone stayed silent. “I don't wanna come across too negative but if i were a crank that's exactly where i would be.” 

Thomas stared down at the map closely, the paper clutched tightly in his hands. His eyes flicker up to the tunnel in front of them. “I don't think we have much of a choice.” 

He glanced down at the map then up at the others. 

Newt looked back at the tunnel running his tongue over his lip before turning around and walking past them, “Alright. I get shotgun.” 

“Into the death trap we go.” Spencer muttered. She had a terrible feeling about this. 

Fry made his way back into the driver's seat and with one last look at the tunnel Thomas followed Spencer into the back. 

All of them were on high alert as they entered through the broken gates of the tunnel and into the tunnel itself. There were a lot of potholes in the ground causing a bumpy ride. Puddles splashed at the jeep as the tires ran over them. 

Newt reached up towards the switches to turn on the high beams of the car and then another switch to turn on the head light on top of the car creating more light. He then clicks on another high beam, this one being portable and he shone it out his window almost leaning out of it. 

Thomas had his flashlight on aiming it through his window whilst Spencer had her hand on her machete. 

As they approach some cars and large baskets of things Frypan starts to go slow. “Here we go.” He muttered. 

Newt sweeps the light around on his side, “Yeah just take it nice and slow.” 

They were barely passing the first few cars when Fry slams the brakes making them all fly forward luckily not hitting themselves on anything. 

“Woah, woah, woah.” Fry was slightly panicked. 

“It's okay. It's just one so take it slow. Go around him.” Thomas said to Fry who was looking at him. 

“Take it slow. Take it slow.” Fry whispered to himself. 

In front of them was a crank past saving. Its head tilted to the side, the occasional gurgling escaping through its broken lips. 

Newt turns off the light he was holding, placing it on the floor of the car and rolling up his window.

Thomas looked at Spencer who was already looking at him, her eyes widened and she moved her flashlight in his direction.