Chapter 32:

As soon as Minho and Thomas came back they heard all about what had happened with Newt. The two boys laughed everytime they seen Newt. Newt would just glare at them. When Minho and Thomas came back to the Glade after spending the night out in the Maze everyone was relived.

"So did you find anything else?" Thomas asked, when they finally managed to get back down into the map room.

"Yes, we did. We found FLOAT, CATCH, BLEED, DEATH, STIFF and PUSH." Newt informed them. Avery and Teresa nodded.

"after that the words just kept repeating." Avery said. "This is all we have to go by."

"Did anything happen last night? Anyone else get taken?" Minho asked.

"Yes. The Grievers came, took one. Then left again. It was over in a matter of seconds. The room was pretty much bloody torn to bits." Newt explained. "Some people were injured, but not many."

"We need to do something. And fast. If not we are all going to die." Thomas said.

"I agree. But all we have are six words. What are we suppose to do with them?" Avery asked. Everyone was thinking the same thing.

"It might be a code. You know. It might open a door or something." Thomas offered.

"So when do we leave? Or are we leaving?" Newt asked.

"We are definitly leaving. I am not staying in this Shuck place any longer. As soon as we have a plan, we are leaving." Minho said standing up from the chair that he was sitting on. He got up so fast the chair fell to the ground.

"Okay, then! Let's make a plan."

Avery was sitting on a rock eating some dinner when someone sat down beside her.

"Hello, Thomas." Avery greeted.

"Hey. Avery have we ever seen each other before?" he questioned. Avery looked confused.

"I don't think so. I mean if we did I don't remember." Avery said smiling. "Why? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. Everything's fine. Just curious. I feel like I have meet you before. Like I had a close relationship with you." Thomas explained.

"Okay. I understand where you are coming from. I felt the same way when I first meet you you were familar." Avery said. Thomas nodded.

"Hey, you don't think we were together or anything do you?" Thomas asked. Avery burst out laughing.

"You mean like lover's?" Avery said between laughs. Thomas nodded. "I feel like we had a close connection, but I don't think we were lover's" she said. Thomas laughed at the thought also.

"Yeah. That's kind of creepy."

"So what's going on over there?" Avery asked Thomas after a few minutes of silence. She motioned to some boys fighting.

"Oh, that. Since everything was pretty much destroyed the first night the Grievers came whatever anyone finds is theirs."

"Oh." Avery's voice trailed. "Thomas? Do you know anything about that silver necklace that came up in the box with you.?"

"No. Only that nobody wanted it found. So we hid it."

"Oh. I was wondering because at the end of the engraving it says 'T'. I thought that maybe it was you or Teresa."

"Avery, we already discussed this. If anything pops back into my head about it, you will be the first to know." Thomas said standing up. "Well I have to go help Minho. You should go get some sleep, you look really tired." Avery nodded and watched Thomas walk away. She decided that he was right and she listened to him. She walked to a quite part of Deadheads and lay down. Her head resting upon a small pillow of pine needles. She slowly drifted into a much need sleep.

Avery ran. She ran like her life depended on it, well mostly because it did. She could here voices behind her. Loud and harsh voices.

"Francesca, come back here, now!." a male voice yelled. Avery pretended like she didn't hear him, she just kept running. She turned down a corridor it's white walls matched the ones from the previous hall. At the end os the hall were guards. Guns pointing at her, she went ot turn back but the people that were following her were right behind her.

"Come now Francesca. It's time."

"No! I don't want to go in there." Avery thrashed around when they grabbed her. They started walking down the hallway back towards the room that she had escaped. On the way there she saw Thomas and Teresa.

"Thomas. Please don't send me there." Avery pleaded, but his eyes were cold.

"Sorry Francesca, but it's time. Get the swipe ready, she's ready to go into the Glade."