Newt's POV:
Marina, standing at the edge of the Cliff, turns around and looks at me. She looks so brave, so confident, standing there, possibly jumping to her death. I mouth the words I love you to her. She simply nods her head, not mouthing anything back. Next thing I know, she's gone. She didn't fall, she made it into the Hole.
Minho is shouting orders next to me. "I jump, then Newt jumps. Got it?" Heads bob up and down throughout the crowd of Gladers. "Thomas is to be the last to go, understand?" Heads nod once more.
Minho turns around, standing at the edge of the Cliff. He doesn't wait, doesn't say anything to anyone, before he jumps and disappears.
I limp over to the edge of the Cliff and look down. I can't see really far down, but I know it has to end sometime.
I turn my attention to where the Hole is. I bend my knees and jump.
(A/N: Yeah, I know. It's a filler chapter. I just can't figure out what to write about after they get in the Griever Hole, as Marina likes to call it.)
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The Fallen
FanfictionShe wakes up in the Glade. She doesn't remember anything, just like everybody else who came up in the past. She meets Newt, and soon finds herself liking this mysterious boy. But then Thomas comes up, and she feels a connection to him. She finds out...
