Chapter Tweny-Eight

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AUDREY'S P.O.V.
We came to a stop after running for about twenty minutes. Minho never let go of my hand until we stopped.
Thomas told everyone to be quiet while he checked around a corner. When he looked back at us I could see him sharing a glance with Minho. His face was worried but he was trying to hide it.
"What's wrong?" Chuck asked. "Is it a griever?"
"Um..." Thomas said like he was trying to come up with something else to say to make the news sound less scary. Unfortunately there Was no down sizing a griever. "Yes."
Minho lightly grabbed my elbow and pulled me closer to him Like he thought the monster would jump out and grab me. I began to panic slightly. I knew this wouldn't be easy. There had to be a catch but after running in the maze without any mishaps I had began to think maybe we wouldn't even see a griever. But of course there Was one right where we needed to go.
"You two take this" Minho said as he reached into his pack and pulled out the small silver cylinder. He was talking to Chuck and I. Chuck nervously took it.
"Don't worry." I told him
"Just stay with us." Teresa said glancing at me. I nodded and tried to give him a small smile but I couldn't. Not with what was happening right now.
"Okay, are we ready?" newt called out.
"That's it? Shouldn't someone be giving an inspirational pep talk or something?" Minho asked sarcastically
"Then say one." newt shrugged. Minho thought for a few seconds.
"Be careful. Don't die." he announced like it was the greatest quite ever.
"Great now we're all bloody inspired." newt muttered under his breathe.
"Thanks for that," Thomas said, "but are we ready for real this time?"
As the boys around me Chuck and Teresa began pulling knives and other small weapons out of their pockets Minho leaned into my ear.
"We will make it." was all he whispered. He then stepped back and looked up as someone else approached us. Newt.
He pulled me a few feet back from Minho. "Be careful."
It was something He said all the time in the glade, but now it was more than just climbing a rope. This was so much bigger than that.
I took in a rattling nervous breathe and replied. "Always."

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