We stood around the entrance to the Maze. Newt had explained to me that the Maze was their only hope of getting out. Runner's ran through, mapping it every day. It sounded fun, and I actually wanted to be a Runner. Newt had also explained the Grievers... and the fact that nobody survived a night in the Maze and lived to tell the tale.
Minho, the keeper of the runners, and Alby, the leader of the Glade had gone inside the Maze to retrace Ben's footsteps. Ben had been infected before I arrived, so I didn't know much about him. We had been waiting for ages. I had noticed that Thomas was getting more and more tense the longer we stood there.
"When are they coming back?" Thomas kept asking.
"Soon." was Newt's reply each time.
After a while, the other boys began to turn away. It was turning into dusk and the other's were convinced they weren't coming back.
"Florie, Tommy, Chuck... they're not coming." Newt said.
He was the last to turn away.
"Yes. Yes they are. They're coming back." I said, turning looking Newt in the eyes.
He sighed, and I turned back. He took a couple of steps, the rushed over to us, calling the others over.
"There they are!" Thomas yelled.
"Run!" Chuck called.
"Alby's hurt!" I cried.
"RUN! RUN!" Winston screamed.
"The walls are closing!" Frypan shouted.
And he was right. The walls were slowly moving closer and closer into each other.
Thomas shook is head and sprinted in. I gasped and rushed after him.
"What the bloody hell are you doing?!" Newt cried as we ran through.
I bent down and gasped as the walls slammed shut.
"What?! Why did you follow me?!" Thomas shouted at me.
"I had to. I doubt you'd last a day in here." I spat.
Thomas shook his head.
"What happened to him?" he asked Minho.
Minho was curled up in a ball.
"What's it look like? He got stung." Minho whispered.
"What happened to his face?" I asked.
Minho looked at me.
"I did what I had to do." Minho answered.
Thomas leaned over Alby, then looked back to Minho and I.
"We need to go. The Maze is changing."
"No shit." I said, quickly rising to my feet.
I could hear the walls rumbling as they changed.
"You don't get it. We're already dead." Minho sneered, rising to his feet.
"What about Alby?" I asked.
We couldn't just leave him to die...
I noticed that Thomas was staring at the vines growing up the wall.
"You got a plan?" I questioned.
Thomas nodded.
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Florie And The Maze Runner // A Maze Runner Fanfiction
Fanfiction**SEQUELS ARE OUT** Florence. That was her name. Newt. That was his name. Florence recognized him. But from where? Florence, named after Florence Nightingale, was discovered by a group of boy's who lived in the Glade. She knew her name right away...
