Hey you guys, I reached 3,000 views. Okay, so Nera had a dream. Does this dream have anything to do with real life? Didn't it say to her that she would die in the final battle? Oh, and the it is a Griever, in case you didn't know. :)

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I wake up gasping. I shouldn't have gone to sleep. I shouldn't have closed my eyes in the first place. Then I realize something weird, I remember every exact detail of the dream. The Griever was chasing me, I was alone. It talked to me inside my head. It told me that I was going to die during the final battle, also that I wasn't suppose to be here. I rub the sleep from my eyes and stand up. I want to talk to Newt. I hope Thomas is done talking to him. As I walk over I see Newt, he's talking to a blonde haired kid. I change directions and head over to them.

"Oh, hey Nera. Nera this is Gally, Gally this is Nera." Newt says, and I give Gally a small smile.

"You're Thomas sister right?" Gally asks,

"Yup. That would be me." I say. Gally holds out his hand and I shake it.

"I'll see ya later shank. The conversations not done, good that?" Gally asks,

"Good that." Newt replies.

With that Gally walks away. Leaving me and Newt alone. We're near the Homestead in the middle of the Glade, the forest is to the side of us along with the Maze on the opposing side. I have no idea if they have a name for the forest. I ask Newt and he says it's called the Deadheads. Weird name. I explain to Newt how I fell asleep and the dream I had. Every single detail about it. He agrees that it's weird also, that I remember every detail.

"What do you think it means?"

"Well, I don't bloody know. I mean, it could just be a dream. Or it could mean more. It said that you didn't belong here and that you'd die in the final battle?" Newt asks, I nod.

What am I suppose to do? I don't want to go to sleep, I don't want the nightmare again. Will it give me answers though? I decide that tonight I'm going to try to get some answers.

"Do they still scare you?" Newt asks, confusing me. But then I understand. I told him last night that the Grievers scared me.

"Yes." I answer. "Newt?"

"Yea'?" He asks standing in front of me. He looks so tall, I don't even make it to his shoulder.

"How'd you get your limp?" I ask. I wonder how, I'm guessing it may have something to do with the Grievers, he said he'd met them before. I wonder how though. Did one sting him? I don't think so.

"Well, I told you I'd run into one of 'em buggin' things before, right. Well, I used to be a Runner. I ran through the bloody Maze from sun up to sun down. One of 'em days I was running and I found one of the stupid Grievers. It chase me, but I made it out. I twisted my ankle pretty bad, and now I limp. On the sunshine side I'm not bloody dead." He tells me.

I am surprised. That explains that, even though he limped, he could keep up well with me and Thomas inside the Maze. So he used to be a Runner, that's cool. I haven't thought about what job I would have wanted here. I like being Newt's assistant. He he would have been a Runner though, I would have wanted to be a Runner. I don't mind running just, I can't run long distances very well.

"Are you still scared?" I ask, even though I would bet he is.

"Yep, I know you are too. Don't worry Nera, I wouldn't have let the bloody thing kill ya." He smiles at me.

"Are you sure I couldn't have handled it myself huh? I'm pretty strong." I playfully punch him in the arm.

"Ow. Take it easy there." Newt says rubbing his arm, I laugh. I like that he acts like I hurt him. I barley even punched him.

"Newt, do you think you can introduce me to some new..." I start to ask, but am cut off by Thomas who runs up and says,

"Newt, sorry Nera. Newt! Shank's awake." Thomas says running off.

Newt grabs my hand and takes off after him. We follow Thomas into the Homestead, then into the hospital. A dark skinned boys sits up on a bed, staring blankly at the wall. Newt runs over to the bedside,

"Alby?" He asks, but the boys doesn't look at Newt, he looks at Thomas.

"I saw you."