Lighting// Thomas

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You groaned as you stretched out on the rock hard ground.

"Hey, you alright?" Thomas wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest.

"My back hurts," you groaned before Thomas turned and put his arm under you as a pillow, your head on his chest. "Mhm that's better."

You slipped back into sleep.

You woke up at the sound of thunder spreading across the sky. Then you saw the lights, the lights of The Right Arm.

You shook Thomas. "Hey wake up."

He jumps up, turning to see the lights, then the lightning. The lighting that was coming closer and closer, putting you in more danger.

"Hey guys get up!" you shouted, not very loud because of your throat being so dry. "C'mon we have to go!"

They jumped up, rubbing sleep from their eyes before you all take off running, running to the lights, and running from the lightning. 

Thomas grabs your hand and tugs you along with him, turning around to make sure the guys were always behind you.

You got closer and closer to the lights when lightning struck right beside you, throwing you onto Thomas a bit. 

The lighting was almost in front of you, a few of you being thrown off your feet by it. 

Then it happens. The lighting strikes and Minho flies, slamming onto the ground with a loud thump. 

Both you and Thomas screeched to a stop, turning around and running over to Minho.

"Minho!" You yelled, trying to pull him up. He wasn't moving. Fry, Thomas, and You both picked him up, running with him to the building.

You open the doors, setting Minho on the ground softly as everyone turned on their flashlights and shined it on you.

You were a Medjack in the Maze, but you didn't know anything real, everything was a guess.

"He's not breathing." You start give him CPR, that much you did know, holding his nose as you breathed into his mouth before compressing on his chest.

He coughed later, waking up with a big breath. "What happened?"

"You got struck by lightning." You said.

"Ugh." He said as everyone took a well needed sigh and patted me on the back.

Thomas leans over and kisses your head. "I'm proud of you."


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