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❝i know there's something waiting for us. ❞
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RIDING IN A CAR WAS SO MUCH FUN. Even though Iris was stuffed in the back with Jem, Aris, Minho, Brenda, Thomas, and Frypan, she was having a blast. She laughed at Newt who was grinning in the front seat, having the time of his life. They drove for a while in the direction that Marcus had told them to go, but they finally reached a road that was blocked by a ton of old cars.
"Well, I guess we're on foot," Jorge breathed out as they climbed out of the vehicle. They walked a little ways down the road, examining the cars as they went, which slowed them down a lot. They only walked a couple of feet when a gunshot rang out through the canyon, and a bullet almost hit Thomas. "Get down!"
They all dove behind cars, and Jem was sitting next to Iris behind one. There was some yelling, and Newt finally asked the question that they all wanted to know the answer to. "Anyone know where those bloody shots came from?"
"Everybody! Get set to sprint back to the truck! And hold your ears!" Jorge shouted to them, and Jem and Iris looked over to see him hand Thomas something that resembled a bomb. Her eyes widened, and she crouched, getting ready to run. Her eyes got even wider when she saw two people come up behind them.
"Drop it," one of them said, and Iris realized that they were both female. They were wearing masks over the bottom of their faces, probably to hide their identity. "Now! I said drop it! On your feet. Let's go. Let's go! Move! Back!" The girls waved her and Jem over to stand next to the rest of them as well. "You two, over here now! Don't be stupid! Move." She froze for a second, and she seemed to be staring incredulously at the teenage boy that was not a Glader. "Aris? Oh, my God."
