It was now about 1 in the afternoon and the group were having a break and eating lunch. Thomas was sitting with his friends when he thought he saw someone run in the distance. He ignored it until he heard running feet behind him.
"Hey guys, can you hear something as if someone is running?" Thomas asked
"No, I can't hear anything, why?" Jorge asked
The sound was heard again
"There it is again"
"Ok I heard something that time" Brenda said
Thomas went to look in the direction of where the sound was coming from until a smoke bomb showed up out of nowhere with smoke leaking from its source.
Everyone started coughing.
"We're under attack" someone from The Right Arm yelled as everyone started coughing. More bombs were thrown.
"We need to get out of here" Frypan said
"Guys I don't think that's normal smoke" Newt yawned as he coughed
"I think your right Newt" Thomas said as he started going into a daze "just don't fall... asleep" Thomas said but fell into a deep, deep slumber.
When everyone was out cold, the sound of crunching feet on dirt was heard throughout the Scorch as someone kneeled down next to where the three remaining Gladers laid.
"We have them Janson, knocked out cold"
"Good, the berg should almost be at your destination now. Those three boys will regret everything that they've done"
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The Unimmune
FanfictionBang! Bang! Bang! Shots rang through the air as Wicked attacked The Right Arm. "Go Newt! Run Thomas! I got you guys covered!" Minho yelled as Newt, Thomas and along with Frypan, Jorge and Brenda ran past him. As Minho reloaded the gun, bolts flew f...
