final moments → THE MAZE RUNNER ✓

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CHAPTER SIX
( SKILLS )

     "YOU'RE A MURDERER!" I SCREECH, stumbling backwards. Winston chuckles, playing around with the knife in his hands.

"An animal murderer." He corrects, slicing another piece of meat.

"Same thing." I hiss. "You're evil."

"You eat bacon, right, shank?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Y-yes," I nod.

"Then you're a murderer, too."

"How dare you," I growl, and stomp out of the Bloodhouse.

It's been a full five minutes with Winston in the Bloodhouse, and I've already had a shouting competition with him.

Twice.

So, for now, I'm going to settle myself with something different. I'll probably get into some major trouble for this, but I can't stand doing anything else today.

I cross my arms over my chest as I walk, angry at the whole Glade: for no reason. Well . . . exhaustion has taken a toll on me, so that might be the reason. I should get a break from working so hard. Or an award.

I've busted my butt all day. For what? Nothing!

I've been in the Glade for three days, and I'm already WORKING! Why? Because I have to 'help out'. It's not 'fair' to the others. I'd supposedly be a 'favorite' if I got a day off.

Favorite my ass.

I feel like I'm the least favorite here. When it comes to Alby, at least. Every time I walk by him, he gives me this glare like I've killed his puppy. I don't understand why he hates me.

"Aren't you supposed to be working?" Chuck asks, walking along with me.

"Aren't you?" I retort.

"Geez," He puts his hands up in surrender. "Didn't have to shoot me for it."

"I didn't like the Bloodhouse." I state. "So I ran off."

"Ooooh, Alby's gonna get you," He pokes my side. "You're supposed to be with Winston."

"Let Alby get me," I shrug. "I don't care."

"You're one daredevil." Chuck shakes his head. "No one ever disobeys Alby. Not since Nick, anyway."

"Nik?" I ask. "What did Nik do?"

"Not Nik." Chuck rolls his eyes. "It's Nick."

"Chuck, that's the same thing!"

"No." He says stubbornly. "Nick was one of the first people that arrived in the Glade."

"Who were the first few people to arrive?"