Thomas' POV:
My stomach churned and shook as I puked all over my knees, the smell of it filling the tiny rattling chamber which made me wretch with disgust. Bright, flashing lights blared in the (what seemed to be) shaft, drowning out my interrupted screams for help, and instead, my voice echoed off the bars of this... cage I was captive in. The vibrations repeated back at me in a mocking tone; the rust knew what was going to happen. I shouted again.. and again... and again... each cry became weaker as my throat dried out and it became painful to speak. The contents of my stomach soaked through the ragged trousers I was left in, turning them from a dusty red to a dark, bile coloured brown. I groaned and clutched my stomach at the sight of it. Suddenly, the lights turned red and they flashed, lighting up the area periodically... There were crates, wooden crates, and a pig; he was angry, found that out earlier. A shrill alarm filled my ears. "Uff!" I gasped, being thrown backwards into a pile of crates when the box halted violently.
"What is it?" "Who is it?" "Looks like a shank" "God he's ugly!" A million male voices buzzed in the air above me. Wait... Since when was the sky made of boys?? A muscular, pretty scary looking guy jumped down, and shoved his face in mine. "Well shank, first day. Out." He grumbled and my heart stopped at his mean tone. He jumped out the box and I followed, my foot slipping as I tried to pull up. "Sh-" I gasped but someone caught me and pulled me up. "T-thanks..." I found myself saying to a blonde haired guy with gorgeous dark brown eyes, and muscular body... Wait what?! I don't remember anything but my name.... Thomas... I looked this guy up and down... He was cute as... Woah why am I like this??
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Just To Lose Him{UNDER EDITING}
FanfictionYeah, we all know the story of the Gladers who came in the box, escaped the maze... But what if it never happened like that? Thomas came up in the box, covered in his own stomach contents... Only to find he was surrounded by a large group of boys...
