chapter 9

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The next morning newt wakes me up.

"Ready?" he asks

With a smile I nod.

I was so not ready for this. 4 hours of running and that's what is running through my head. It wasn't that I was tired. No. just the fact the maze kept changing whilst we were running. We were currently in section 3 whilst Thomas and another runner I didn't know ran section 5

"It's been this way since Thomas got out into the maze" Minho pants. He had refused to talk the whole time we were running unless he stopped. We were currently stopped for lunch.

"Not much further" he says "then we need to head back"

I nod. We were currently wolfing down our food. That's when we hear the familiar clicking whirring noise we both know all too well. We instantly look up wide eyed. Not making a sound. But it's too late. The griever appears at the end of the corridor. Abandoning our lunch but grabbing our bags we race off but the thing is still following us.

"We need to get back to the glade" he says

"And lead the griever right back to the others?" I reason. "The doors don't close for another few hours. We'd all die then"

"What do you shucking suggest then" he growls.

I think whilst we run dodging through closing walls.

The griever was quickly gaining on us. As I watched the walls I realised there was a pattern

"Trap it" I smirk.

"And how the shuck to you suggest we do that" he snaps.

"Right" I yell and we quickly barrel to the right just as the walls change.

"Forward 5 walls" I yell. We run forward 5 doors "left"

With that we charge to the left just as the walls close in on the griever. We were in the centre of the maze.

"Come on you suicidal shank" Minho says wide eyed. "We have to get back"

With a nod I shakily continue running. The gladers are all standing in front of the doors. Obviously we were late. We get back to the glade just in time the door's start closing just as we enter.  It takes everything in me not to break down from fear. I had absolutely no idea how I just did that. As it was I was shaking badly.

"What the bloody hell happened. You were meant to be back over an hour ago" newt yells at us. Well more Minho.

"Let us do our job first newt then we'll gladly tell you all about it" Minho says calmly. How was he so calm? "Come on mia. We need to go to the hut"

I nod not speaking. We walk down to the hut and Minho walks in.

"You alright there mia?" he asks "you're pale white"

I hesitate slightly before shaking my head slightly. I was thankful for the dark outside. Newt would have freaked if he had seen how scared I was.

"That was terrifying" I mumble barely audible.

"You know we're going to have to tell the others right" he says

"I know" I reply.

For the next 20 minutes we draw a map of the section we had just ran and compared it to past maps.

"Tomorrow you can draw it yourself" he states "today you were just observing"

We head up to dinner and I was thankful I had regained some of my colour.

I hid my fear before we even got to the table. I smiled at newt and slipped into the seat beside him he smiles back not noticing anything wrong.

The end of dinner comes way too quickly and it's time to tell our story. The keepers and I walk towards the meeting building where the keepers sit in their seats and I hover uncertainly at the side away from prying eyes.

"We'd just stopped for lunch" Minho begins "the maze in section 3 had been changing the whole time we were out there. We'd only just begun lunch when the griever came charging round the corner. We raced off. Obviously. I was all ready to come back here when this shank said we shouldn't. We'd lead it right back to everyone here. So we ran. We were near the centre of the maze when I asked her what she proposed we do then. So she replied. Trap it. Somehow she knew when to move and where. Until we ran into the centre of the maze and the griever was trapped"

By the time Minho finishes all heads have turned to me.

"How did you know" alby growls. He really didn't like me.

"There's a pattern" I reply simply. "Move forward 10 sharp right, move forward 5 sharp left. Forward 7 sharp right. It's always the same pattern. The wall stays still lone enough for someone to run forward so many walls giving them just enough time to get through"

"One thing's for sure" Minho says "something is happening in that maze"

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