A/N: so I'm a terrible author you guys ): and I've been completely blowing at updating ): can you ever forgive

me? Although I don't deserve your support I totally appreciate it and absolutely love hearing from you guys! :D so a super huge thanks to those who favorited and followed and an uber humongous thanks to those who took the time to review: C.C. Capitols, Aleah Ano and several guests! I totally love you guys and if I'm taking to long on an update just PM me or review telling me to get my crap together and post xD Anyways as always I hope you all enjoy and I will see you in the next chapter (:

C. C. Capitols: I think I totally have the whole Minho and Newt thing figured out (: so excited to see how it works out!... I might should have a more in depth plan but I like to kind of just see where it all takes me lol my Fanfiction is totally like a journey to me, man :P

Guest: I think you're right (: hopefully I won't be all OOC with all of the characters

Aleah Ano: Oh yeah I definitely think Ellia and the others should be told separately xD that'd be funny Newt's addressing all of them tells them the whole story and turns to Ellia and is like "Oh btw I'm totally in love with you" X)

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Newt's words played over and over in Thomas' head as he followed Aris through the constricted space. It was possible that he was just being paranoid. That maybe they would find nothing out of the ordinary behind that door, but it was also possible that they would find something, that these people weren't who they said they were. He just felt as if it were his job to protect everyone, he at least owed that much to them. Thomas wasn't sure what to do anymore. He had watched plenty of people, kids, get killed. The worst part was, he'd played a fairly large role in making that happen. Thomas was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't really notice that Wren had joined them until they had finally reached the vent that would deliver them right in front of the door. He jumped from the opening, trying to be as stealthy as possible, Aris and Wren following close behind. He double checked, making sure that they were the only ones in the hallway. Seeing as they were, he swiped the keycard, the door unlocking. Thomas's stomach lurched when he took in the sight before him: giant tubes filled with blue liquid. They reminded him of something out of the alien movies that he couldn't recall the name of, but must've seen. What was inside however, brought up a swarm of emotions. Anger, disgust, and fear. He didn't know how to really describe them other than sickening and under-developed grievers. The trio entered another room, which was even worse than the original.

"What the-" Thomas started, but never really finished. He was having trouble processing what he was seeing. There were bodies lined up, tubes attached in various places. Thomas knew then that the kids who'd been taken to the 'safe place' were definitely not as safe as everyone had thought.

"Oh my god." Wren murmured, staring at the different faces. They examined the setting, still not really believing what they were seeing, when Thomas noticed that it appeared that they were extracting something from the bodies.

"Teresa?" Thomas knew that she'd been taken elsewhere, so when he saw the brunette hanging there like the rest of them, he couldn't help but think the worst. He pushed the hair away from the girl's face, and to his relief it wasn't her.

"It's Rachel." Aris muttered. Wren and Aris shared a grave look. It was obviously one of their friends from their maze. "They took her the first night. I told her it was going to be okay." They didn't have much time to grieve, however. There was the sound of yet another door closing.

"Oh, crap." Wren whispered, as they scrambled to find a hiding spot. He heard footsteps passing by, and for a moment he was worried he'd been seen.

"You sure this can't wait?" Thomas heard the familiar voice of Janson.

"She was very specific, sir." A man whom he didn't recognize, answered. "She wanted to speak with you personally."

"As if I don't have enough to deal with." Janson mumbled.

"Just, uh, bear with me. I'm getting some interference from the storm."

"Come on. It's good enough. Make the connection." Janson demanded. Thomas peeked around the corner of the metal column he was hiding behind to see the two standing in front of a holographic image of Ava Paige, who was apparently not as dead as he thought. "Good evening, Doctor Paige. Lovely to see you again. Although I admit, I wasn't expecting to hear from you quite so soon."

"Change of plans, Janson." Paige answered. "I'll be arriving a little sooner than expected. First thing tomorrow."

"Oh, we'll be delighted to have you. I think you'll be pleased with the progress we've made. As you can see, early results have been extremely promising. Whatever it is you've been doing to them in there, it's working."

"Not well enough." Not well enough? If what they'd gone through wasn't good enough, he surely didn't want to find out what was. "I just received board approval. I want all the remaining subjects sedated and prepped for harvest by the time I arrive."

"Doctor Paige we are going as fast as we can. We are still running tests…"

"Try something faster. Until I can guarantee their security, this is the best plan."

"Ma'am, security is my job. We're on 24 hour lockdown here. I am assuring you…the assets are secure."

"Have you found the Right Arm?"

"Not yet. We tracked them as far as the mountains."

"So they're still out there. And they've already it two of our installations. They want these kids as badly as we do. And I cannot…" Ava shouted. "I cannot afford another loss. Not now, when I am so close to a cure. If you are not up to the task, I will find someone who is." Thomas was as confused as ever but he knew that whatever was coming, wouldn't be good.

"That won't be necessary. Might I suggest we start with the most recent arrivals." New arrivals. That was them. They were the new arrivals.

"Just get it done." Janson started to walk off, however Paige interfered. "Janson…I don't want them to feel any pain."

"They won't feel a thing." Thomas knew by the smirk on Janson's face that wasn't exactly true. As soon as Janson left Thomas, Aris, and Wren rushed through the vents, trying to warn the others. Thomas was beginning to think that this was worse than the maze.