ACT II SCENE XLIV
ANTIOPE
"DO WE...follow them?" Newt asked hesitantly as he rubbed his shoulder. "I don't feel like being made into a pincushion again though."
"We're going in the same shuck direction anyway," Minho responded, sounding extremely frustrated. "C'mon, we're wasting time standing here in the shucking sun."
"Are they really gonna kill him?" Frypan asked.
Cassandra shook her head. "I don't think they will."
"You sure about that? They looked about ready to roast him on a stick." Newt pointed.
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Fanfiction⸻ ( Minho ) The gods play their games; mortals pay their price. ( the maze runner ) • 2020 ( editing )