Chapter 29:
Minho told Avery everything. He told her that he was sorry multiple times that he was sorry and he shouldn't have acted like a jerk and everytime he said sorry Avery forgave him. To Avery things couldn't have been better for the moment. Now they just need to get out of here.
"So, do we have a plan?" Newt asked. They were still looking for a pattern in the maps to find their way out.
"Thinking of something. You got anything Thomas?" Minho said. Thomas only shook his head.
"We can't find anything." Thomas said. "No clue, no sign, nothing." Thomas said laying his head on the old table in the map room. Avery picked up a few maps looking them over. She gave up and placed them in a pile. And looked at them. Then she seen something. She quickly turned each map placing them where they formed a letter.
"Avery, what's wrong? Did you find something?" Thomas asked her looking up to her.
"I think so." Minho and Newt turned to look at her.
"Well what did you find?" Newt asked looking at the stack of papers.
"A letter." was all Avery said. "Probably part of a code."
"What's the letter?" Thomas asked getting up and walking over to her.
"F" Thomas looked at the map.
"Look at all the other maps and let me know what you find." Thomas said as he and Minho started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Teresa asked, who hasn't said a word the entire time.
"We are going out in the maze. Even though everything here inthe Glade is on set back, we still have jobs to do. Me and Thomas are going to go run the maze and seen if anything has changed." Minho explained.
A few hours has passed and Avery and Teresa were still looking at the maps. They found the words "FLOAT" and "CATCH". Newt left a few minutes earlier because he was still incharge and needed to keep an eye on things and see how Alby was doing.
"How many more words do you think there are?" Teresa asked.
"I don't know. I hope there is more. I don't think W.I.C.K.E.D would only give us two words. There is definitly more." Avery replied.
"Why do you insiste on being called Avery, now that you know that your name is Francesca?" Teresa's question was so sudden Avery almost didn't want yto answer.
"Because to me that's not my name. I have been called and only remembered the name Avery for two years. Francesca doesn't seem right. Avery is my name now, Francesca is just a name from my past that I can't remember." Avery explained. Teresa regarded her like she was crazy. Avery dismissed it when she looked down at the stack of papers she had. They spelled another word.
"I found another one." Avery said breaking the silence.
"What is it?"
"BLEED." Avery said. "What kind of words are these? First FLOAT, then CATCH, now BLEED. This sounds like steps for a death sentence." She looked at Teresa who was looking down at her papers.
"Did you find something?" Avery waited till Teresa looked up after spelling out the letters that she had found.
"Yes. Its another word. DEATH." Teresa said looking up.
"Alright. I am done. I am going to go get something to eat, it's been all day. Come on. We are taking a break." Avery said walking out of the map room and towards Frypan who was dishing out supper to everyone. Supper was only small. It was all that was left. Everything else was burned or destroyed by the Griever's. After Avery and Teresa ate then went back to the map room with Newt. Who made sure that everyone else was in the Homestead. Avery was worried about Minho and Thomas. She just hoped that they were safe.
Minho and Thomas packed enough so that they could stay out over night. They didn't run into any Grievers. Which was odd. Nothing in the maze has moved since the last time they were out here. They could here the Griever's moan in the distance, knowing that they would be rolling into the Glade right about now. This gave Minho and Thomas some time to explore. Thomas watched the walls, while Minho watched the ground. They couldn't find anything. They hoped that the girls were having better luck than them.
Back in the map room Teresa and Avery still hadn't found anything else. Newt was helping them and he didn't find anything, until it was almost moring. The word was...STIFF.