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[14]▫️I AM WCKD▫️the gladers▫️[part 1]

Imagine...

Escaping from WCKD to warn the Gladers about them...

I steady myself against the edge of the box. When it reaches the top, I'm temporarily blinded by the bright light of the sun. I hold a hand over my eyes. The next thing I know, when I move my hand away, I'm being stared at by a crowd of boys.

I reach up with one hand. "Help me up then!"

They jump back.

"Crap, sorry. I forgot. Usually, you guys come up scared shitless, right? And Teresa came up unconscious."

Thomas is the one who finally offers a hand. He pulls me up, Newt grabbing my other arm to help. "How do you know Teresa?"

Once out of the box, I push my way through the crowd. I find a log to sit on nearby. As expected, they all follow, surrounding me once more.

"I know all of you."

Newt steps forward. "Wait.. what? How?"

I lean forward, resting my arms on my knees. "Look, I can't explain everything right now because they're listening." I lower my voice to a whisper. "The people who put you here... I used to be one of them. I worked with them. But I escaped, to help you. To warn you."

Thomas' eyes widen. I watch him watch me: carefully, suspiciously. "Warn us about what?"

"You can't stay here. You need to get out. It's not safe, and it's definitely not your home." I glance at Gally as I say that last sentence.

He responds quickly, as I imagined he would. "How the hell are we suppose to trust you?"

"You don't have to. But I know how to get out of here. I can tell you, or you can stay.. and end up dead. Your call."

Newt speaks again. "Wait.. 'tell' us? Can't you just show us... lead us?"

"No. I can't. If I do I..." I pause for a moment, taking a deep breath. I try to ignore the emotions threatening to leave my body in the form of tears. "They're going to kill me when they realise I'm here. Have me stung. Or take me back when you're sleeping... I'm not sure... but- the thing is... I just couldn't- I couldn't watch it anymore; I couldn't keep watching you guys suffer up here. I had to help you. Even if I die."

I pull out a piece of paper from my jacket pocket. "Where's Alby?"

Chuck sniffles. "He got stung."

"I'm sorry I didn't see.." I stand up and walk towards Thomas, Minho, and Newt, who are all stood close. "I guess I'll give this to one of you then. Here I've written instructions. Tomorrow, you need to go into the Maze, go to section 7, and type in the code I've written down. After that, you'll end up in one of WICKED's labs. Don't do anything. Just type in the next code at the door and then run. An old friend of mine will be waiting for you in his car. His name is Jorge."

Thomas and the others all look dumbstruck. They stand in silence for a while, glancing around at each other. Then Thomas suggests something that I wasn't expecting. "Come with us."

"What?"

"You've done all this.. you can't just.. wait for a death sentence- come with us."

Newt agrees. "Thomas is right. You have to try it. After all this." He gestures to the paper I had given them.

"Okay... Okay, fine. But I'll have to be well hidden. They watch, on monitors and-"

I'm interrupted by Thomas. "I know just the place."

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Final edit: 28.10.20