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The sky turned a reddish orange, the sun setting slowly. That was what Lynn could see through the barred window of the jail cell, Thomas was seated next to her on the floor as the two patiently waited for someone to come get them. Newt had said that he would come get her the minute it was sundown, but where was he? She heard the sound of leaves crunching towards the Slammer, Lynn looked up to see a figure standing in front of the open door. It took her only a second to realize the figure was her brother,

"C'mon Lynn," Newt held a hand out for her, "about time you get out of here." she let a smile grace her features as she was hauled out of the stone bunker. Thomas was about to climb out when Newt closed the door before he could leave, "Sorry Tommy, Alby's comin' to get you in a few minutes. I just came for Lynn." Thomas nodded and sank back down to the floor. Lynn waved goodbye to Thomas and followed her brother away from the Slammer.

They decided to head to dinner, even though it would have ended by the time they got there, which it did. But Frypan must have known that she would be coming a little late, so she found that he had set out a plate of roast beef and potatoes and a note saying that there were cookies in the cupboard with her. Newt had gone to do other things leaving her to eat all by herself, what a good brother. She sat down at a table and began to slowly eat her dinner. Once she was done, she put her dishes in the sink and started to search for the cookies Frypan had left for her.

Since she was too short to reach the cupboard, Lynn climbed on top of the counter. Resting her knees on the wooden surface, she opened and closed all the cupboards until she found a small tray of chocolate chip cookies hidden in the back. She carefully maneuvered the metal tray, biting her lip in concentration. She took it, gently, in her hands and hopped down off the counter. She placed the tray near Thomas' plate and took two cookies. Lynn bit into one and savored the taste, they weren't as good as Isabella's cookies, but it was a little reminder of home. She ate both of them quickly and hid another in her pocket before putting them away. Frypan must of put them in the cupboard for a reason.

Lynn streched out her arms and let out a yawn, she looked at the microwave clock that was in the kitchen to see it was eight fourty-five. She walked over to the Homestead to find almost the entire Glade sleeping, quietly tip-toeing around sleeping boys, she made her way towards her sleeping bag. She noticed that Chuck was still awake, slightly teary eyed. Lynn sat down on her mat, which was conviently placed in between Chuck and Thomas' sleeping bags, and handed the cookie she had saved to him. He looked over at her and smiled,

"Thanks," he said, while quickly chowing down the cookie.

"Your welcome Chuck." She patted his shoulder, and buried herself in her blankets. Falling into a deep sleep.

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Minho woke Lynn early the next morning by shining his flashlight in her face,

"Minho," she hissed, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the bright light. "Can you put that bloody flashlight away?"

"Not until your standin' up girly." He said, as he began to flicker it on and off. Lynn pushed her blankets off and stood up, still rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "That's more like it." She squinted her eyes to see that Thomas was there, standing behind Minho. He motioned for her to follow him with his flashlight and they all weaved their way around the sleeping bodies on the floor. He lead them to a closet tucked in the back of the Homestead, Minho took a key out of his pocket and unlocked it. Her and Thomas reluctantly followed him in, the closet was small, chains and roped hanging from the ceiling, Minho handed Lynn his flashlight and bent down next to a box full of shoes.

"What size do you two where?" he asked, rummaging through the bin.

"Size? I don't know," Thomas said, he took off one of his shoes and looked inside. "Eleven."

"Geez shank, you've got big feet." Minho tossed him a pair of silver running shoes. "What about you Lindy?"

"Five and a half." she said through a yawn. Minho stopped searching through the box and looked up at Lynn.

"Five and a half? That's the smallest size I've even heard of."

"I'm a small person."

"Your lucky there's some shanks here with friggin' tiny feet." he pulled out a pair of royal blue shoes and stood up, handing them to her. She took them from him in disgust, lets just say royal blue was her least favorite color.

"What's wrong Lynn?" Minho asked placing his hands in his hips, "you upset they don't match your outfit?" Out of the corner of her eye, she swore she could see Thomas trying to stifle a laugh. Lynn raised her hand and whacked Thomas in the back of the head,

"Ow!" he exclaimed as he brought a hand up to the spot that Lynn hit.

"You bloody deserved it." Lynn hissed as they walked out of the close, leaving Minho to laugh quietly as he got a few more things. They took a seat next to each other and tied up there shoes. Lynn took off her old black running shoes and out on the ugly royal blue ones. To be honest they weren't that ugly, but for someone that doesn't like the color they are. She quickly laced them up and wiggled her toes, the ugly blue shoes fit her feet well. Lynn felt something drop into her lap, she looked down to see a dark purple watch resting against her leg. She picked it up and examined, she was wondering where this went, Lynn turned it over to see her name scribbled on the back.

"Only Runners and Keepers get these, put it on and never take it off. Your life may depend on it." She latched on her old watch and looked over to Thomas, who was still fitting his shoes. Minho nudged Thomas in the leg with his foot, causing him to look up as he continued talking, "Here's a backpack, water botttles, lunch pack, some shorts and T-shirts, other stuff." He then pulled out Lynn's old running-pack from behind his back and handed it to her.

"Thanks." she said quietly, a smile appearing across her face. She pulled the bag into her lap and began to dig through it, forgetting about the converstion going in between Minho and Thomas. Everything was the way she left it, even the crumpled brown bag that had the cookies Lily stole from Isabella were in there.

"They fit pretty good, I guess I'm ready." Lynn looked up from her bag and over at Thomas, who was running around in circles and jumping up and down.

"You look like an idiot, prancin' around like a bloody ballerina." She said, going back to looking through her bag.

"I second that," Minho agreed, "Good luck out there with no breakfast, no packed lunch, no weapons."

"Weapons?" Thomas asked, his voice higher than before.

"Weapons," Minho stood up and walked back into the closet, "Come on, I'll show you two." Lynn followed Minho, with Thomas behind her, and watched as he moved away a few boxes that had covered a trapdoor. Minho lifted it to reveal wooden stairs that must lead to a basement, "Keep'em down here so shanks like Gally can't get to them. Come on." He went first, descending down the staircase. Thomas looked a little bit weary of following Minho down the staircase, Lynn grabbed his arm and brought him down the staircase with her. The basement was dark and damp, the stairs creaked with every step the took. Minho had turned on a single light bulb by pulling a string that hung in the middle of the room. The walls of the room were decorated with weapons, everything from bows and arrows to knives with long blades.

"Bloody hell," Lynn muttered, looking around the room.

"Don't use most of it." Minho placed his hands on his hips, "But ya never know. All we usually take with us is a couple of sharp knives." Lynn eyed the wall that was practically dedicated to archery, she was pretty good with a bow and arrow.

"Seems kinda dangerous to have all this stuff," said Thomas, "What if Ben had gotten in here before he went nuts and attacked me?" Minho dug into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys, dangling them in front of Thomas' face. He said,

"Only a few lucky toads have a set of these."

"Still..."

"Quit your bellyachin' and pick a couple. Make sure they're nice and sharp. Then we'll go get breakfast and pack our lunch. I want to spend sometime in the Map Room before we head out."

Lynn bent down next to the box of knives and carefully looked through it, she was able to spot the onething missing from her back-pack. It was a long, silver bladed knife, with a handle that had a red rubber grip around it. She slid it into a holder that was located on the back of her bag. Lynn felt temptation rise up as she gazed at the archery wall, she wanted to take a bow and arrow but, it wouldn't really have any use in the Maze.

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About thirty minutes later, fed and packed, the three stood in front of the Map Rooms wooden door. Minho stepped forward, unlocked it, and swung it open. He went in first, Lynn and Thomas entering after. Lynn had only been in the Map Room once and that was when Minho gave her that white rose, which is still tucked into her braid.

"Welcome to the Map Room," Said Minho, "As happy a place as you could ever vist."

"Too bad it smells like an abandoned copper mine." Thomas commented.

"I kinda like it," Minho had pulled out three chairs, one facing the other two, and sat down in one. "Have a seat, I want to get a couple of images in your head before we go out there." Lynn and Thomas sat down next to each other, Thomas being right in front of Minho with Lynn off to the side a little. She watched as Minho explained everything to her friend, not really paying attention since she already knew all of what he was saying. Lynn crossed her legs and placed her elbow on top of her knee, resting her cheek on her fist.

She looked on at Minho and eyed him carefully, his charcoal hair was slightly tousled, tan skin sort of had a shimmer to it, eyes light blue with specs of green scattered across it. Why was she noticing all these things now? Could she be falling for Minho? Everytime he looked her way as he talked, a smile appears on his face. Sending shivers down her spine, what if Newt found out?

After Minho had finished explaining the Maze and showing him the maps, he said.

"Well, we gotta bust it fast since we took time in here. You'll just be following Lynn and I around for the first couple of days. Ready?" By now all three of them were standing.

Thomas said, "Um... yeah."

"There's no 'ums' Tommy." Lynn chimed in, standing next to Minho. "Are ya ready or not?"

He looked on at the two Runners, matching their hard gazes. "I'm ready."

"Then let's go runnin'. "

This chapter was sort of a filler, sorry about that. I promise that the next one will be a tiny bit longer. Please remember to Review, Favorite, and Follow the story! Let's try for 30 followers! Later humans!

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