"So what now?" Nick asks. "What do we do about these mysterious signs?"
"First thing I wanna do is ask the other shanks who call themselves Runners. See if any of them noticed anything in their sections," I reply. "It wouldn't make sense for them to only be in mine. Maybe we should map out where they are in the Maze...not just the maze itself." I shrug. "They have to be there for a reason. It wasn't random. No way."
"So you gonna go look for the others?"
"Have you been smoking klunk? No way I'm gonna go out in the Maze looking for them. There's too many paths. I'd be looking for them when they could be running parallel to me and heading back here. No, all that would do is get me stuck out in the maze over night with the Grievers. I'll wait until they get back and map their sections, then ask them."
Nick nods. "Fair enough."
Now all we can do is wait for the other runners. Life in the Glade is fun, isn't it? Always full of excitement.
Okay...filler chapter...not very long or eventfull...but something to lead into the next...
