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They all settled themselves in the bottom level of the Homestead, every single Glader crammed into one room. There was only one bed, which had went to Newt. Lynn rested her back against the wall behind her, as she watched the other boys restlessly toss and turn. Thomas and Minho sat on either side of her, she wondered if Newt told them watch over her.

Lynn felt a weight on her shoulder, she looked to the side to see Thomas' head resting on her left shoulder. She felt her eyelids slowly getting heavy, even though she was afraid to go to sleep. Lynn let her head fall on Minho's shoulder, her eyes fluttering closed. She could feel his arm slowly wind around her waist, bringing her body closer to his. Thomas' head fell into her lap as she nestled her head into the crook of Minho's neck. Then, they heard an all to familiar whirring sound outside the Homestead.

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Newt was up before anyone else, holding a finger to his lips. Trying to keep the room quiet. He limped over to the poorly boarded up door, leaning in to take a look. Lynn, carefully moved Thomas' head out of her lap and stood up, making her way over to her brother. She crouched down behind him, resting a hand on his shoulder to make her presence known. It sounded as if four to five Greivers were roaming around outside.

The whole building shuddered, metal scraping the wooden building. All the other Gladers started to shuffle towards the back of the room, as far away from the door as possible. Lynn followed in suit, Newt close behind her.

Lights were flickering on and off outside, a figure moving along the walls of the building. The shadow of the figure stopped, standing right outside the door. The tension in the air was thick, you could hear a pin drop. Three lights shined through the cracks of the wooden door, illuminating the room. Gasps escaped the other Gladers mouths, staring intensely at the doorway. Standing before them, was Gally.

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Gally's eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage. His clothes torn, covered with dirt and blood. He sank to his knees, chest heaving, looking around the room. No one dared to say a word, scared of what might happened if someone said something wrong.

"They'll kill you!" Gally shouted, spit flying out of his mouth. "The Greivers will kill every single one of you! One a night! Till you're all gone!"

Lynn looked on at Gally, grasping her brother's bicep with her left hand. He slowly walked forward, dragging his right leg behind him. Everyone stood still, probably too scared to do anything. Gally stopped right in front of Thomas, Newt, and Lynn, pointing a blood covered finger in Thomas' direction.

"You!" He sneered, "It's all your fault!" And without warning, Gally lifted his left hand and, forming a fist, let it collide with Thomas' left cheek. The boy let out a cry, as he fell to the floor. Lynn stepped forward and quickly helped Thomas to his feet. Gally then lifted his hand up again, aiming to hit Lynn as she pulled Thomas up. Newt had finally snapped out of the daze he was in and pushed Gally away from his sister and Thomas. Gally tripped over his own feet and stumbled backward, crashing into a desk nearby.

He immediately stood back up and continued his rant, "It can't be solved." Gally's voice now somewhat quiet and far away. "The shuck Maze'll kill all you shanks…..The Greivers'll kill you, one every night, till it's all over. I…..It's better this way." His gaze dropped to the floor. "They'll only kill you one a night…their stupid Variables."

Newt took a step forward, "Gally, just shut you're bloody hole. There's a Greiver right out the window. Just sit on your butt and be quiet, maybe it'll go away." Gally looked up from the floor, eyes narrowed. Lynn grabbed Thomas' arm and pulled him back, scared of what Gally might do to him again.

"You don't get it Newt, you're too stupid. You've always been to stupid." He hissed. Lynn finally cracked, before Thomas could get a hold of her, she stepped forward and slapped him with the back of her hand. Gally held his cheek and looked up at the blonde, he continued to speak as if it never happened. "There's no way out, there's no way to win! They're gonna kill you, all of you, one by one!" Shouting the last word, Gally practically threw himself at the window, starting to pull at the boards that covered them.

Thomas gripped Lynn's forearms and held her in place, to keep her from going after Gally. He had now, successfully, ripped off one board from the window. Newt had ran forward as Gally ripped off a second board. He swung it backward and connected it with Newt's head and sent him sprawling across the bed, blood dripping from his head.

"Gally!" Thomas shouted from his place behind Lynn, "What are you doing?!" Said boy spun around, panting wildly.

"You shut your shuck-face, Thomas. You shut up! I know who you are, but I don't care anymore. I can only do what's right." Gally ripped off the last board from the window, making everyone in the room vulnerable to the Greivers outside. The glass from the window had shattered, sending tiny pieces of glass flying everywhere. Lynn and Thomas shielded their faces and dropped down onto the floor. They scooted as far away from the window as possible.

They slowly lifted their heads, possibly facing their ultimate death. A Greiver was inching its way through the window, already halfway through. Lynn looked around to see everyone had left the room, probably all huddled in the hallway. She immediately took notice to her brother, who was lying unconscious on the bed. The Greiver reached a long metal arm towards Newt, Lynn clambered to her feet, searching for something, a weapon, anything. All she saw were knives scattered on the floor, those couldn't possibly help her now.

Gally started to speak again as the Greiver tried to get through the broken window.

"No one ever understood!" Gally screamed over the loud whirring and clicking of the Greiver. "No one ever understood what the Changing did to me! Don't go back to the real world Thomas and Lynn! You…don't…want….to….REMEMBER!"

Gally's gaze poured into Thomas and Lynn's, giving them the scariest look they have ever seen. The Grevier then wrapped its metal arms around Gally's body, pulling him with it as the Greiver exited the Homestead. With suprising speed, the Greiver made its way towards the West Door. Lynn and Thomas sprinted outside, watching as the other Greivers disappeared alongside the one that had gotten Gally.

Then, a figure was moving fast across the Glade, following in the Greivers footsteps. Lynn's eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of the shadow figure's face.

"MINHO!"

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Lynn made a movement to run after Minho, but Thomas grabbed her forearms and held her back. "You go back to the Homestead." He said, "I'll be right back." Thomas let go of her and took off towards the West Door.

"Wait!" An accented voice shouted from behind her. Lynn turned around to see her brother limping in her direction, blood pouring from his head from where Gally hit him.

"Newt," she said, "Where's Clint and Jeff? They should've bloody taken care of you! Here," Lynn ripped a piece off a piece of cloth from her white hoodie and pressing it towards his head.

"Thanks," Newt said, wincing as he took the cloth from her and returned it to his head. Thomas ran back over to them. Resting his hands on his knees, the boy panted. Looking up at the two siblings he said,

"Minho followed it out there!"

"I saw," Newt said, pulling the towel away from his head again and looking at the now blood soaked piece of cloth. Lynn grabbed his wrist and pressed it back to his head. "Shuck it, hurts like a mother. Minho must've fried his last bit of brain cells, not to mention Gally. Always knew he was crazy."

A look of worry went across Thomas face, "I'm going to go after him." He nodded his head and turned to go to the West Door.

"Time to be a bloody hero again?" Newt asked.

Thomas turned sharply towards him, "You think I do things to impress you shanks? Please. All I care about is getting out of here."

"Yeah, well," Newt sighed, "you're a regular toughie. But right now we've got worse problems."

"What?" Lynn exclaimed, wondering what he was talking about.

"Somebody," He began.

"There he is!" Thomas shouted, pointing across the Glade. Minho turned a corner and headed straight towards the three of them. Lynn cupped her hands around her mouth,

"What were you doing you bloody idiot!" she shouted at him. Minho ran through the Door and stopped a few feet away from them, panting heavily.

"I just wanted….to..make sure." Minho said through heavy breaths.

"Make sure of what?" Newt questioned, "Lotta good you'd be, taken with Gally." Minho stood up and rested his elbow on Lynn's left shoulder, leaning most of his weight onto her.

"Slim it, guys! I just wanted to see if they went toward the Cliff. Towards the Greiver Hole." Said he.

"And?" Lynn asked, trying to hold Minho's weight.

"Bingo." Minho said as he wiped off the sweat that beaded his forehead with the back of his hand.

"I just can't believe it." Newt said in a hushed whisper, "What a night." Lynn's train of thought drifted towards the conversation she was having with Newt and Thomas before Minho showed up.

"What were you about to tell Thomas and I?" Lynn asked, "You said we had worse…"

"Oh yeah," Newt said, scratching the back of his neck with his free hand. "You can still see the buggin' smoke." He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, pointing in the direction of the Map Room. Lynn peered over her brother's shoulder in that general direction. The Map Room door was slightly opened, black smoke pouring out of the opening.

"Somebody burned the Map trunks," Newt said. "Every last one of 'em."

We made it to chapter 20! I would like to thank you all again for 30 followers on the story! It makes me so happy! Please remember to favorite, follow, and review the story! I love hearing feedback from you guys, so feel free to leave a comment. Happy Easter!

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