Newt stood up quickly. He wore a black t-shirt and shorts. "Chuck..Chuck's alive", he whispered. He looked down at Teresa. She was grinning. "We gotta find him. We haven't seen him for while",Teresa said. "Ya",Newt responded. Teresa stood up. "He was number 49,we have to find that door number",Teresa said. Newt just nodded. Teresa walked toward the double doors. Newt followed behind. She opened the doors and they walked in. Thanks to the air conditioner,cold air greeted them. Chills went along Newt's arms and legs. They continued to walk forward. They started seeing doors numbered in the fifties. "Fifty-eight,fifty-seven,fifty-six",Newt counted in his head. He continued to count down. "Fourty-nine",Teresa said. They stood in front of a door. They read the words in gold. It was arranged like Teresa's and Newt's door. But it was different too.
Chuck/'The Trial'
He groaned,he smelled the sticky,gooey blood. It was gushing on him,his friend Thomas looked down on him. Everything was blurry,it was turning. "Chuck!",Thomas yelled. Then everything went black. He woke up to a soft feeling on his back. The feeling of the blood gone. There was no pain and the dizziness was gone. He lifted his hand onto his chest,well he tried to anyway but something was holding it back. It was a small,gentle hand. His eyes fluttered open. He saw Teresa holding his hand. "Hey Chuck",Teresa said. Her eyes were filled with tears. "Teresa?",Chuck asked quietly. Teresa nodded and smiled. "Are we dead?",Chuck asked her. Teresa gave a small chuckle. "No...but we used to",Teresa told him. "Used to?",Chuck thought in his head. "We all used to",said a familiar voice. Chuck looked to the other side. There stood Newt. He was leaning on the wall,smiling. "Newt!",Chuck yelled a bit. "Hey Chucky",Newt said to him. Chuck felt so happy,like he was going to pop. The best thing yet,no maze! But where had it gone? Did they escape? "Where's Thomas?",Chuck asked. Teresa hung her head,but Newt just shook his. "Safe Haven. He had the Flare",Newt said. "The Flare? What's that?",Chuck asked him. "Don't need to shuck worry about it. You never had it",Newt told him. "Did you guys?",Chuck asked them. They both nodded their heads. "Tell me about it then",Chuck said. Teresa looked at Newt. "What are you guys waiting for? You said I didn't have it",Chuck said. "Its hard to explain,Chucky",Newt said. "I don't care",Chuck said. "Ok then..",Newt said.
Chuck sat amazed and horrified. The Flare was messed up! It had turned a ton of people crazy! That's crazy! "So...how come you two don't have it?",Chuck asked, confused. "Thomas shot me in the head",Newt said. Chuck gasped. "Don't worry...I asked for it. Literally",Newt said,he looked kinda depressed. "If Tommy didn't shoot me,I'd be a full gone Crank by now",Newt tried to joke. "Me...I'm immune. But I died by saving Tom from a crashing ceiling", Teresa told Chuck. "But you two are alive now...and so am I! How'd that happen?", Chuck asked. "Don't know how they bloody did it...but they did. I only get some headaches once in a while",Newt told him. "And my back is kinda sore", Teresa said. Chuck started feeling heartburn. He grabbed his chest and groaned. He heard Teresa stand up and heard Newt limp over. "I'm fine. Just heartburn",Chuck gasped. "It seems like we all got some kind of weird system. Since the ceiling came crashing down on my back,it feels really sore",Teresa said. "That's why have bloody headaches..from the bullet. And that's why Chucky here has heartburn. Knife to the chest",Newt agreed. Chuck nodded and he sat up in bed. "So where are we now?",Chuck asked. "Its a WICKED hospital",said a familiar voice. They looked at the door. All their faces brightened up.
"Alby!"