(First chapter ever 😊, I have never read the maze runner books, only seen the first movie. Sorry if I get anything wrong like using a character that is dead! All comments replied to and much appreciated)
Chapter 1
Thomas awoke suddenly. He was dreaming about the maze, it's endless corners and high walls. Worst of all the Grievers, they haunted his dreams almost every night.
He was in a big steel shelter in the middle of the desert, and had been since him and his friends had escaped the glade. It was two days since they got out. Two days since Chuck had died, since a young boy had taken the bullet meant for Thomas. Thomas shrugged the thought off for the millionth time since Chuck's death. Thomas still kept Chuck's wooden figure wherever he went.
The bunker was a basic rectangle, made with stainless steel with no windows. There was the big room where everyone slept, the "kitchen", the techie room and the bathrooms. Not very exciting, but at least they could see the horizon. At least there was something beyond the high walls of the glade.
The people that had picked them up in the helicopter were workers from W.C.K.D., and they gave little to nothing answers apart from the plan for the next day. No one was to leave the shelter, no one was to enter the techie room without consent from WCKD, no one was to harm any other inhabitant in the building. Everyone was to follow the rules of WCKD.
In the next day they had been told they would be travelling to a WCKD building in California. He was eager for tomorrow to come, even though he didnt know what he was eager for. He thought maybe it could provide answers, or at least give back some memory. He still didnt remember anything before WCKD. Maybe that was a good thing, he still couldn't belive he had worked for them.
He was cold, the desert was cold at night. Everyone else was asleep in their hammocks or mattresses, heavy breathing filled the silence.
He watched Teresa. She looked so peaceful, her hair tied back and chest rising and falling. She was beautiful really, Thomas hadn't much time to think about it though. And they seemed to know each other before the glade.
He slowly drifted back into slumber, anticipating tomorrow. He didn't dream after that, his mind was too full.