Because Levi decided to become the Map Man, Chase had been assigned to the East door. And so far, having one manning the Maps is working out pretty good. He makes sure that people who aren't Keepers or Runners stay out and don't wreck anything, which he has not failed at once thus far. But most of the Keepers don't even bother coming in here. They stick to their section, which pleases me. Newt will come in once in a while and look at a map, as though he were memorizing every passage and turn. Alby keeps to himself and seems to be wherever Nick is, who visits each Keeper daily for at least an exchange of word. He told me its important as Keeper of the Gladers to make sure the other Keepers are doing well, as well as the other Gladers.
But the thing that throws off all of us Runners is the fact that the Maze changes daily. When I first started exploring the Maze, I didn't notice how it changed everyday, but now that I'm remembering what I run through better, the shucking thing desides it wants to play with my head and rearranges itself. The first few turns remain the same, but once you take a specific path, it's as though the Maze rewrote itself overnight. I've only been able to run for a few hours before having to turn back, worried I wouldn't remember the path I just ran. All of us Runners have been spending more time studying than actually running. But this morning, I told them to actually use the paper and pencils in their packs to map the path they run instead of worrying to make it back to the Map Room.
We're about to head out for today. Let's hope they don't have too much fun back here in the Glade.
-Minho
Don't worry Minho. We didn't have too much fun today, aside from the fact that today at 10 am sharp, the shucking Box started moving, making every person within a one hundred foot radius have a mini heart attack from the booming alarm.
After the Runners left, things went by as usual. Then, at 10 am, an alarming sound started coming from the Box, which you could hear was moving up from wherever it started from. About two minutes later, the Box was back up, and with the entire Glade surrounding the Box, Nick and I lifted the hatch-like metal doors to either sides, exposing something many of us only dreamed of: supplies.
Newt and I hoped into the Box, taking a quick inventory of what supplies had been delivered to us. There was rope, wood and nails (the Builders cheered when we told them this news), more reusable bottles for water, bandages for Jackson, and a box of apples. Once the cheering died down, we started unloading the supplies from the Box, not knowing how long the Box would remain up here. We took the apples to the kitchen, put the wood and nails behind the Homestead and took the rest of supplies inside the Homestead.
Finally, once we cleared the Box and closed the hatch doors, Nick, Newt and I started talking about were to store all of these things. We decided to put the water bottles and rope in the Runner storage room and store the bandages in the medical cabinet next the the Griever Serum. Then, Nick instructed that, if possible, everyone was to get their own water bottle to keep with them if they desired. He said it could be the Creators "gift" to them for today.
A while later, way after the Runners got back, the chatter about the Box today was still at large. Many walked by the Box on purpose to see if something else would come popping out. Once everyone was eating, Nick announced the news that water bottles would be available to anyone who desired to carry one around with them. The Track-hoes seemed very pleased with the proposition, and soon a good number of the Gladers were carrying around their new water bottle which, in my personal opinion, looks more like a glass jar, but that's just me.
The Builders informed Nick and I that they decided they had enough wood to finish the basic structure of the Blood House and, once they were done with that, they thought it might be a good idea to start expanding the size of the Homestead, which Nick agreed to. Personally, I'm not quite sure how they're planning on expanding the place, but Nick seemed confident, so I'm sure the place will turn out great.
-Alby
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The Glader's Log
FanfictionWICKED Memorandum, Date 230.1.11, Time 20:15 TO: My Associates FROM: Ava Paige, Chancellor RE: GLADER'S LOG, Group A It has come to the attention of Assistant Director Janson and myself that many were skeptical about the idea of allowing the Subjec...