Another chapter! Couldn't wait for the drama in this one!

Still Lizzy POV!

I wake up to the sound of Newt's watch alarm. I groan and sit up. I feel something pulling on my hand and realized Newt was still holding my hand. I smile and pull my hand away, Newt's eyes open when I do this. "Hey."

"Hi. Looks like I have the ability to wake you up." I tell him.

He looks at me quizzically "What do you mean?"

"I woke up and you were still holding my hand. Then when I pulled my hand away you woke up." I tell him.

"Why d'you do that?"

I sigh. "Haven't we already gone over how you're a hippie and how you're going to turn everyone else into a hippie?"

"Yeah, but now I'm your loving boyfriend and it's different." He tells me.

"You wish." I smile, standing up. "Now c'mon. You want food before we go into the Maze right?"

"Who's the experienced runner here?" Newt jokes.

"You are, o' experienced one." I mock.

Newt rolls his eyes. "Okay, let's go." Newt takes my hand and starts walking out the door.

"Wait!" I pick up Alex, give Newt a kiss on the cheek, then let him lead me out of the room once more.

Before we went into the Maze, I gave Alex to Chuck and Minho got me a pack for food, water and he even gave me a dagger to defend myself.

It all went fairly well for the most part. Me, almost falling on my face and Newt and Minho catching me before I fall. Until we came across an open doorway. "What the shuck? Section 3 isn't supposed to be open for a few more days!" Minho exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, this section is open and it's not supposed to be open!" Minho explained.

"Maybe it opened up an escape route." Newt said.

"Maybe. We should check it out." Minho walked into the section, with me and Newt following closely behind. After a few minutes of looking around I saw something.

"Newt. Wh-what's that?" I ask.

Newt looks at where I'm pointing and his eyes widen. "That's a Griever. I-I think it's dead." He says. His voice barely above a whisper.

"If it's dead, what killed it?" The thing was bigger than a cow with dozens of utensils with the obvious use of hurting other things. It's scary to think what could kill it.

"Natural causes?" Newt suggested. Then it starts to move.

"I don't think it's dead." I start backing away. "Where's Minho? We need to go. Now."

"There's nothing new-what are you guys staring at?" Minho.

"We need to leave." New says, pushing Minho in the direction of the exit.

"What? Why?" Minho complains.

"Griever." I answer. Minho nodded his head and starts leading us towards the exit. Right as the doors start to close. "Shit." I whisper. We sprint to the door. I hear a groan followed by a clicking sound from behind us. The Griever.

We are out of section seven and almost at the door to the Glade when Minho screams. There's a metal spike in his arm. I feel adrenaline course through my veins. I turn my head and see a metal spike about to implant itself in Newt. With lighting fast movements I take out my dagger and slice the spike off. The Griever roars in annoyance, attacking me.

Newt POV

I made it too the Glade but I turn around and see Lizzy fighting the shucking Griever. They're at the end of the corridor and the doors are about to shut. I run up to Minho and pull him in the Glade. There are only a few feet to go until the doors are closed, but Lizzy's not going to make it.

A few seconds before the doors close Lizzy takes a final stab at the Griever, and it falls to the ground, lifeless. She just killed a Griever.

Then the doors close, sealing her fate.

We all stood there, frozen. Lizzy just did the impossible. She killed a Griever. All we could do was hope she could do the impossible again, and survive a night in the Maze.

Clint and Jeff put Minho on a makeshift stretcher, Then take him to the Med-Jack hut. Ugh, we all are going to have to listen to Minho screaming for the next week.

I get my dinner and sit in front of the east door with Alex. I have a sandwich with no jelly. Only peanut butter.

I take about two bites then stop. I am too much of a nervous wreck to eat. Instead, I give it to Alex. He gladly eats it. I can tell Alex is nervous too, usually Lizzy would be playing with him now, but she's not here. She might never be here again.

I pretend to be asleep when Alby checks on me. I don't want to go to my room. It reminds me of Lizzy. Plus, I want to be as close to her as I can.

It must be around midnight when i eventually fall into a restless sleep. As I drift off all I think about is Lizzy.

This morning feels like it was years ago. When I close my eyes I can still see her smile. I feel like it's implanted so far into my brain, I will never forget it. Just like I will never forget Minho's sarcasm.

-Newt's Dream-

I am in complete darkness. Then a voice starts talking. Her voice. "Why didn't you save me? Don't you love me? You hate me, don't you! Is there someone else? What do you want from me!?" Those are only a few things I can make out, but there are many more I cannot decipher.

"No! Lizzy! I love you! Come back!" I am yelling.

A face appears in the darkness, and Lizzy stops talking. The face is one of a boy. He has dark brown hair, and blue-grey eyes.

Thomas. This must be Thomas.

"Lizzy is gone." He says. "You let her die! It's all your fault!" He screams.

Tears roll down my face but no sounds come out. The face disappeared, replaced by the Maze. I look around. Nothing. Just walls.

I turn around again and yelp.

Lizzy is on the floor. Bloody, pale, and covered in Griever slime.

No. No no no no no. She can't be gone! She just became mine! I can't lose her! I love her!

I am now sobbing. I close my eyes. This is just a dream. I tell myself. She's not dead. She's probably owning the Maze like a boss. Killing everything in her path.

But the sobbs don't stop. No matter what I tell myself, they don't stop.

-End of Dream-

I wake up. The sun is just rising. I am frozen. I can't move my arms, my legs, my mouth.

Well, I guess the mouth part is good. I would probably sob if I opened my mouth.

My eyes are clouded. I can't think. All I can think about is my dream.

Is Lizzy really dead? Was it my fault? I love her.

Chuck walks up to me. He starts talking to me but I can't hear him. He pulls on my arm. I don't move a muscle. He gives up and runs off.

A moment later he reappears with Clint. Clint waves a hand in front of my face. I just stare through it with no expression on my face.

He tries talking to me. I can't hear him. He pulls my arm. I don't move. He even slaps me! But I still don't move.

The darkness takes over, and I pass out.

AN : He he he. Cliffhanger! I was going to make it longer...but I decided against it. I will make you wait till the next chapter to find out what happens!

Also, I know I make mistakes in my writing. I am not the best writer but I am not the worst. I try my best, but remember, I am in middle school. So I am not surprised there are errors. But thank you to all of you who have pointed out mistakes! It helps me become a better writer! Thank you all for dealing with the errors!

Buh bye!