Welcome to the Scorch

Good Morning.. Everyone?

"Wake up! Wake up! Everyone up! Breakfast is ready and so are your brains!"

I jolted up from my sleep expecting a Griever to come leaping at me or an arrow or a gun pointed at my temple. Life hadn't exactly been simple and calm for a long time. I clambered out of bed and gathered myself together, within a short few moments we were all being ushered out of the door by another man in uniform and down the hallway.

I walked alongside Newt and Minho and I didn't resist when Newt linked his hand in with mine. I was just about to speak when the man in front of us opened a door and their sat hundreds of teenagers all dressed the same as us. "Just sit down and find some food" 

With glances exchanged amongst the group we all headed towards the empty table that was sat in the middle of the room, well when I say it was empty, the table was covered with food and there was a scrawny looking boy sat by himself on the very end of it, as we were walking towards the table I wasn't surprised that everyone's eyes were on us.

"Fresh meat it looks like" 

"Took them a while to get out the maze didn't it" My head spun round immediately and I made eye contact with the person who said it. 

"What did you just say?" I leaned in towards him and he just shook his head and glanced at the armoured guards that stood their like heavy stumps of lead and boredom. I rolled my head backwards and followed its direction towards the table Newt had left a space next to him and Winston. I sat down gingerly and waited to develop an appetite, I never really liked to eat in the mornings and even after last night I was still full from gorging myself.

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After some time went on conversation changed to the boy at the end of the table. "What do you reckon his deal is then?" Winston said to me.

"I don't know, maybe he's a little scared from his maze."

"What do you mean? His maze?"

Thomas piped up all of a sudden, nice of him to listen in to our conversation. I know he was technically our leader but first impressions were never that great, especially being Gally's beautiful..

"Did you not hear that guy say that it took us a while to get out of our maze, I reckon they know something we don't"

"Thomas! You can't talk about that" I suddenly said, looking round at the guards and the same boy that warned me about them with his eyes.

"What? Why?" 

"The guards, that boy over there. I think you're right, they know something we don't, so either you ask the kid what he knows and hope he doesn't rat us out or you shut up."

Thomas stood up and headed towards the boy that had warned me. "What is he doing?"

"I think he's going to find out what that boy knows like you told him to"

"Newt, I didn't tell him to do anything"

"Yeah well he's bloody like that"

I rolled my eyes and followed after him, if he was getting information then I wanted in. After a few words we found out that we weren't the only group of teenagers that came out of a maze, with grievers, and walls, and a full group of boys, and one day a girl, or the other way around..