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"What?" Newt asked, "What do you mean she's gone?"
"I mean she's gone, like she woke up and walked away." the Med-jack answered, waving us to follow him as he took off running. Newt locked his hand with mine, and we followed the Med-jack to the hospital room. Where the only sleeping girl was, lay an empty bed. I wondered where the girl would have gone. I wondered if she only remembered her name. If she remembers something or someone, wouldn't she try to find the person she remembered? I would have tried to find Newt or Thomas.
"Search, we need to find her." Newt's British accent says. I love his accent. (Totally true you guys.)
While the Med-jack runs off, Alby walks up. "What's all the commotion?" He asks,
Newt replies, "The bloody girl's missing." Alby runs with Newt and me as we look for Teresa.
I dismiss the voice in the back of my head that says that Teresa is a traitor. Right now we just need to find her. I'll worry about that later. For now though, I run hand in hand with Newt, frantically looking for the missing girl. Suddenly, next to Thomas, I spot a small figure with a mess of long, wild black hair. I tug on Newt's hand, I think he sees her too.
"Thomas?! Is that the girl from the buggin' coma?" Newt asks as we make our way towards Thomas and Teresa.
Teresa's standing while Thomas is sitting on the ground. Teresa looks totally relaxed even though she just woke up from a coma. Thomas, however doesn't look so relaxed and calm. In fact, he looks a little worried.
"Woh, I mean, you were just there and then you were gone!" the Med-jack exclaims.
Teresa glares at him, "No, I kicked you in the you know where, and while you were in pain I made a run for it."
The Med-jacks face turns red and Teresa face breaks out into a grin. I'm not sure I like her.
"Shanks!" Alby says, "We need to lock her up. She did something."
We all look at Alby, I finally speak up. "What did she do?"
"Haven't you shanks noticed what time it is?" Alby eyes dart to the Maze.
I look over and I see it. I can't believe I didn't notice it before. It's time for the Maze gates to close. They aren't though.
Normally this is where I would end the chapter. I feel super nice though, so I'm going to keep going.
"I know, I triggered the ending." Teresa states, seeming bored with the topic. I'm still not sure if I like her. This scares me though, is this the final battle? Do the Grievers come out of the open Maze doors and kill me? I look worriedly back and forth between the Maze doors and the people whom I am talking to, I don't want to miss the conversation.
"You triggered the bloody what? Why aren't the buggin' gates closing?" Newt asks, worry ringing loudly through his British accent.
I am so scared, my nightmare is coming true. I'm going to die...maybe. I look at the gates, no sign of Grievers.
"Newt, we have to do something before Grievers get through." I suggest, I mean before we all die. Newt nods and one of the Med-jacks grabs Teresa by the arm.
"Wait you can't lock her away." Thomas says getting up.
Newt goes in front of him, "Just let her go to the Slammer till we figure things out. She'll be safe there anyways, good that?"
"Fine, good that. We're gonna talk about this later though." Thomas says.
We collect all the Gladers and cram all of us into the Homestead. I go into the same room as Newt and Thomas. It only has one bed, which we decide is for Newt. He offers it to me, but I won't sleep anyway so I tell him that he can have it. Giving up on trying to give it to me, he goes and falls asleep quickly. Thomas sleeps on the other side of the room. I sit right under Newts bed, not even bothering to lie down. Soon every Glader falls asleep, leaving only me awake. That doesn't last for long though, because even though it's not very loud, I think every Galder hears it. Everyone moves away from the walls.
"Shh!" Newt shushes everyone.
It is the shrill of a Griever.