The next few hours are frantic. Almost everyone's agreed to go, but the ones refusing are loud and adamant. They eventually give up trying to convince you to stay and go back to boarding up the Homestead. They'll need all the protection they can get.
At first, you're sidetracked by Frypan having you distribute food to different packs, but you eventually join Newt and Thomas in handing out weapons. There's not enough, however you help create new ones. Before long, you find that you're decent at coiling barbed wire around long wooden sticks. If nothing else, it'll rip out a good amount of Griever flesh if used correctly. At least, you hope it can.
As the day drags by, your anticipation and dread grow. The urge to throw up from it all increases, but you force a mask of confidence and bravery for the others, just like Newt does.
You force yourself to eat by the time dinner comes. You find yourself sitting by Newt and Minho, none of them seeming very hungry either.
"Last time we're going to be eating here, I guess," you say, glancing around you.
"Good that," Newt adds, his voice empty.
Minho grins, somehow the most confident of anyone in the Glade. "Yeah, won't have to put up with Frypan's nasty food anymore."
You let out a laugh, but feel just as terrible as before on the inside.
"Yep," Minho continues. "I'm going to make a speech in honor of this"-- he sweeps his hand around to encompass the somber, visibly terrified Gladers attempting to choke down their dinners-- "joyous occasion."
Newt groans.
"Yeah, just so... joyous," you get out, trying at a counter. "Just the right word for it."
Minho smirks.
"So, what are we going to do once we get out?" you ask. "I've never even thought of it. Only escape."
"Home," Newt breathes. "Wherever that is."
You place your hand over his. 'We'll find them eventually. There has to be someone out there."
"Yeah," he sighs, his voice shaky. He takes a deep breath as he changes his demeanor from terrified to determined and confident. He glances at his watch. "Time to go."
The three of you clear your places and start gathering the other Gladers.
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The Cost of the Cure
Fiksi PenggemarOne day, you wake up with no memories. You know two things: your name and the fact that you are terrified. You find yourself in a strange place called the Glade. Even though no one else remembers anything at all, you find it harder than ever to brea...
