Phase 1- The Maze

On Their Way Out

"This had better be good." Minho stated as they all stood around Thomas, who was seated at a desk.

"Ok, Minho, start cutting rectangles about the size of the Maps. Newt, Casey, Teresa, you can help me grab the first ten Maps from each Section box." Thomas ordered. Casey went with Newt to get the Maps from Sections 1 through to 4. When they came back, Thomas and Teresa were with Minho, who had already cut about 20 sheets of wax paper with a knife.

"Everybody, trace the last ten or so days onto a piece of this stuff. Make sure you write the info on top so we can keep track of what's what. When we're done, I think we might see something." Thomas directed.

Newt and Casey went over to one of the other desks with some paper, markers and Maps and started copying. They began to draw for a few minutes, then Newt spoke.

"What is that?" He pointed the tip of his pen towards a bracelet on Casey's wrist.

"Oh, that. Yeah that is, " Casey stopped drawing, "something I always wore before I came here." Casey went back to copying the Map she was on. Newt shifted his chair so that he was facing her and put his pencil down. She looked at him and kept on working. After a few minutes, he was still facing her.

"What?" Casey asked, also putting her pencil down.

"What are you not telling me? And if you start choking yourself again, I have quick reflexes." Newt reassured. Casey turned her chair to face him and shifted closer, so that their knees were touching. She held out her wrist and begun to explain.

"So, I always used to wear this. It only has one charm." Casey rotated the bracelet until it showed the charm. Newt looked at both sides of the heart charm. One side said William, the other said Lucrezia.

"Whose names are these?" Newt asked as he kept his eyes on the charm.

"Let's say that they were very close; hence the love heart." Casey stared at his face, "You knew them very well. Although, you would hardly recognise them. Even if they were in front of you right now."

At this last phrase, Newt's gaze matched Casey's. It stayed that way for a few seconds.

"We better get back to it." Casey began to move her chair.

"Yep. Good that." Newt shifted his chair back and resumed drawing. Casey picked up her pencil and began on her fifth Map.

After about 20 minutes, Newt broke the silence. Casey noticed that he did that al the time.

"I've had enough," he said as he dropped his pencil, "My fingers are bloody burning like a mother. See if it's working."

"Ok, give me the last few days of the sections. Line them up from one to eight." Thomas told them. Casey, Newt, Teresa and Minho all gathered their Maps and brought them over. Thomas laid all the ones of the same day on top of each other and lifted them up to the light. There was a solid, dark imprint of the letter F.

They are on their way out, Casey thought.

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