Then the greenie saw something moving, he looked confused at the thing and asked us what it was.
"A beetle blade, they won't hurt you unless you're stupid enough to touch it" I said.
"The creators use it to keep track of us" Chuck said and I glared at him. Now he would begin asking questions.
"Creators? Beetle blades?" he asked, but before he could ask another question I interrupted him.
"So, your hammock is ready" I said and the newbie looked scared because Ben screamed.
"What was that?"
"Ben, he's stung" Chuck said.
"By who?"
"Doesn't matter" was Chucks response when he saw my glare, "Oh, my name is Chuck"
"Thomas" Thomas, Thomas? Nope, never heard that name before. From what I can remember, which isn't a lot.
"I'm Marie" Thomas was about to ask another thing when Ben screamed again.
"Who has stung him?" Thomas asked again and I sighed because I was too tired to explain anything to him.
"Chuck, you can handle him, right? I'm going to get Newts pants." I turned around and heard Chuck saying something about the grievers. As long as Chuck doesn't make him cry I'm okay with it. I went to homestead and entered Bens room. Jack was reading a book next to Ben and in the corner were Alby and Newt whispering to each other.
"I need your pants" I said and Newt sighed but stood up to give them to me.
"That's the third time you asked" he whined.
'Yeah, but now I can actually help, I got thread from the crea- WAIT" I suddenly remembered the envelope and quickly ran out of the room looking for my box that I had gotten from WICKED. I found it after two minutes and grabbed the envelope and ran back to the guys. While I was running I ran into Gally who wanted to say something to me but I ignored him.
"Alby! Look at this" I said panting while I entered the room. He grabbed the envelope that I had thrown to him en looked at it. He asked if I knew what it was, if I knew it then why would I have given it to him. Wait, maybe I would have given it to him even if I knew what it was. "I don't know" I shrugged.
"What the hell?" Alby said shocked while taking everything out of the envelope "What the shuck is this?"
"Something is seriously wrong with the creators" Newt said making me only more confused than I already was. "I mean, look at this" he said while showing us a part of the papers. It weren't papers, they were pictures. A group of five boys standing around a bonfire, they were laughing and having fun. Then I saw the shadow of lurking walls and even though it was dark I began recognising the boys: Minho, Alby, Zart, Frypan and Newt. The picture was taken long before I had arrived and all the other cards were also pictures.
"Why are they sending us these shucking pictures?" Jack asked.
"Because they want to, slinthead"
"Bu-" Jack wanted to retort but the door slammed open.