Runner Runner (Newt)

living

Living, that's what I need to worry about. Still hasn't hit me that were not in the maze anymore that this helicopter is taking us somewhere safe. Something's not right, doesn't feel right. Maybe I'm in over my head. But it seems too good to be true. Trust, they want us to trust them. You have to do something for me to trust you. Saving me from the maze, that was your idea not mine. Surviving, that's the next thing I need to look for. Of course the place I was going to was not always going to give us what we need and want. So we have to look for it our selves. Forget, forgetting the maze which was something for us to survive and conquer. We did with the help of Thomas. We would not have gotten out if it wasn't for him. But Ava said that this is phase one, what is phase two?

"Ember. We got to go. We have to go now." Newt pulls me. I didn't notice it was dark and we landed. There was a lot of noise going on outside of the helicopter, people were yelling and shooting.

"Come on Em."

We hop off the helicopter rushing towards this giant building lights surrounding it people coming out with guns blazing. In the distance behind us there were people shooting. I didn't understand what was going on I just ran. Because that never leaves me the one thing I keep from the maze is Newt and the skill to run. People were pushing forward separating Newt's grasp around my hand. He tries to turn around to get me but someone shoved him towards the doors. I feel someone pick me up there's a man, the one on the helicopter that said things are going to change. He rushes me towards the doors as they shut automatically and locking in place.

"Ladies and gentlemen will you please follow me." We follow this guy into a room as they shut and lock the door. The room was completely trashed.

"Thats great. This room is also great." Frypan sits on the table.

"Yes. So homelike." Minho lays on the floor. After a few minutes the door unlock and open revealing an older looking man. He was dressed too nice for a place like this in the middle of the desert.

"You kids doing alright?" His voice was filled of youth but his appearance says other wise.

"Sorry about all of the mess. We had our selves in a bit of a storm."

"Who are you?" Thomas says out loud.

"I'm the reason you all are still alive. That's my intention to keep you that way. Now come with me. We can get you kids squared away." Everyone rushed out of the room to follow this strange man but I hesitated. This doesn't feel right. As we follow this guy I notice other people working on things noises an alarms going off.

"You can call me Mr. Janson. I run this place. For us its a sanctuary. Safe from the horrors of the outside world. You all can think of it as a wait station. A home between homes."

"And you take it as home?" Thomas ask.

"A home of sorts. Sadly there won't be much left of where you came from. But we do have a place for you. A refuge. Outside the scorch. Where WCKD will never find you again. How does that sound?" Janson replied.

"Sounds too good to be true, what do you want with us?" I ask coldly.

"We simply want to help you." Janson winks at me. Disgusting human waste he is.

"Why are you helping us?" Minho sassed back.

"Let's just say the world out there is a rather curious situation. We are all hanging on by a very thin thread. Frankly you kids could survive the flare virus makes you the best chance of humanities continues of survival. Unfortunately, it also makes you a target. As no doubt by now you noticed. Beyond this door lies the beginning of your new lives."

Janson pulls out a card from his pocket sliding it into a device which a wall opens up creating a another hallway.

"First things first. Lets do something about that smell." He turns and grins at us. A woman comes up to us standing next to Janson.

"Ladies follow me. Gentlemen follow  Janson." I look at Newt hugging him and giving him a kiss.

"See ya soon, love." He kisses me one last time.