Nothing was different. The doors opened like always, revealing the same ol' always-changing maze. Newt should have known better than to encourage everyone's fantasy that when those doors opened all three of the missing Glader's would be there to greet them. When those doors were closed they should have all accepted that Alby, Minho and Thomas were gone.... Forever. Leaving that small almost non-existent glimmer of hope just made it even harder.
Newt felt particularly bad for Chuck. He seemed to be taking it the hardest. That would make sense though, he was probably the youngest and besides Thomas he was newest one in the glade. Loss was something you grew more accustomed to the more you were there... "I told you Chuck. They're not coming back."
"Let's go."
They all sort of fell back from the scene. Newt knew there was no hope, but he still felt a pang of guilt as he reluctantly started walking back towards the Homestead.
"No way." Newt was not sure who said it and he honestly barely heard it, but it stopped him for a moment.
"Yeah! Yes!" Chuck's excited yelling caused Newt to cast his gaze back towards the maze.
Newt could not believe what was happening in front of his eyes. Minho and Thomas were staggering forward with Alby in between them (he was still limp and Newt had an idea of what had happened). It was impossible for him not to feel a tad bit excited and amazed. All of the boys yelled and exclaimed their excitement.
The moment of exceeding happiness was pretty short-lived though as soon as they were officially out of the maze, Newt, Frypan and a couple of others began to ease Minho and Thomas's load and they eased Alby into a lying position onto the grass. "I got him, I got him. Watch out! Easy, easy."
"What happened out there?"
"How did you guys make it out?"
Chuck looked towards to Minho and Thomas, "You saw a Griever?"
"Yeah I saw one." Thomas panted still, it was apparent they they had not gotten any sleep last night.
"He didn't just see it. He killed it." Minho clarified with the situation.
He killed it. Newt along with every other person in the Glade was speechless. He had been here round about three years... He had been a runner for about two. For some reason he felt like he knew about everything that could possibly be learned about the Maze.... But now... everything they thought they knew was now in question.
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If There Is A Light
FanficHis whole being was not possessed by her, but at the moment his thoughts were. The number one thought was a personal goal: he would be the first one she spoke to. He would make sure of it. (Disclaimer: We don't own anything, but the OC... Also not g...
