I run down to the kitchen and see that Frypan is the only one there. I talk to him for a bit until I see some of the Runners start coming in, including Minho. He walks up to me as he grabs some food.
"Hey. I told Jeff and Clint that you had something to do so they will watch after the girl until you are done talking to the Greenie." He tells me.
"Okay. Thanks Minho."
"No problem." He says before shoving some food in his mouth and running off. A few minutes later Newt and Thomas walk in and I walk up to them.
"Hey Newt. Who's got him today?" I ask
"Zart."
"Oh, well then I can take him from here. Walk him through some stuff before he actually has to deal with the Keeper." I tell Newt who looks at me skeptically.
"Alright. But keep an eye on him. We dont need him running off on us."
"Dont worry Newt. I'll watch him like a hawk." I reassure him. He nods and walks off. I grab some food for Thomas and drag him to the Deadheads with me.
"Where are we going?" He asks.
"I just need to talk to you in private. Dont worry." I tell him before stopping and handing him his food. Then I turn and look at him. I can't tell if we look alike or not since I dont really know what I look like, but now that I think about it, he does look like an older version of that little boy in my dream.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asks.
"Oh... Sorry." I say.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Umm..." I hesitate. Now that I am face to face with him I realize that it may not be the best idea to tell him. "I... Umm... Forgot. Yeah. Sorry. I am totally drawing a blank. I dont remember what I wanted to tell you. Oh well. Maybe I will remember it late. Let's get to the Gardens. Zart is probably expecting you to be there soon." I say as I start walking away, he follows behind me.
"I thought you worked in the Gardens."
"I do."
"But you just said he was only expecting me. Do you have the day off or something?"
"Well, I am taking care of the girl since no guys can touch her, so for now I don't have to work. Or at least, thats what I am assuming."
"Alright. So what can you tell me about the Runners? Newt wouldnt tell me much."
"He never says much about the Maze or the Runners."
"Well what do you know about them?"
"I dont know much about them as a whole besides the fact that they have to be fast and smart. They are the best of the best."
"Are you friends with any of them?"
"Yeah."
"Which one?"
"His name is Minho."
"What is he like?"
"He's closed off and usually pretty grumpy, but laughs every now and then. He's caring and sweet and will do anything to help out a friend. He's also hot headed and can hold a grudge like nobodies business."
"Who does he hold a grudge against?"
"Everyone. myself included."
"What did you do to make him hold a grudge against you?"
"I threatened to break his neck before they could even get me out of the box."
"And you guys are friends now?"
"Yeah."
"Hmm."
Now we are at the Homestead. "Alright. I gotta go. The Garden is in the North East corner. Its not hard to find." I tell Thomas before stepping into the Homestead and going up the stairs to the room that Teresa is in.

I sit there for a few hours, bored out of my mind and left to my own thoughts. After a while I get Jeff to watch her while I go down to the kitchen to eat. I grab some food and sit down next to Newt.
"Hey Newt. How are ya?" I ask him. When he turns to look at me I realize that he looks awful. His eyes are bloodshot and he has been chewing his nails nervously. "Wow.. What's wrong with you?"
"Yeah, what is wrong with you? No offense, but you look like klunk." Chuck says from the table next to us that he is sitting at with Thomas.
"Every loving thing in the universe. The girl from the Box. Keeps groaning and saying all kinds of weird stuff, but wont wake up. Med-jacks're doing their best to feed her, but she's eating less each time. I'm telling you, somethings very bad about that whole bloody thing." Newt tells us, butI know that that's not what's bothering him, cuz she was doing that yesterday and he didn't seem to be nearly as concerned about it then. "Shuck it. But that's not what really has me buggin."
"Then what does?" Chuck asks him.
"Alby and Minho." Newt says. "They should have come back hours ago."
"What are you talking about? Minho never comes back until the last second and Alby should be here. If he's not then where is he?" I ask.
"Did Minho not tell you?" Newt asks me, sounding shocked.
"Tell me what?"
"Oh. He found a dead Griever yesterday when he was in the Maze." Newt tells me. I am so stunned that I dont say anything in reply. "He and Alby went to go check it out this morning and they havent come back."

A few more hours pass by with me watching Teresa and thinking about Minho and Alby. Why didn't he tell me? What else happened that I dont know about? Where are they? When are they gonna come back? Are they gonna make it back? I cringe at that last thought. Of course they are going to make it back... Right? Once dinner rolls around I grab a couple of the hot rolls that Frypan made and head outside to watch the doors. Newt runs around for Door to Door, with panic written all over his face. Instead of running from door to door like he is, I just sit in front of the one that Minho always uses to leave and enter the Glade. I sit there and study the little section of the Maze, but there isnt much to study. Huge, awe inspiring walls covered in ivy that goes on for a while. I dont know how long I sit there, but eventually Newt, Thomas, and Chuck show up. I shut them up. Their worry will not help me at all. The loud boom that signals the closing of the Doors echos across the Glade and I jump up., looking anxiously into the Maze. They have to make it, they have to make it, they have to make it! They can't not make it! The doors start moving and panic rises in my chest and I cant breath. Then I see them. They stumble around the left corner, Minho dragging Alby behind him. Relief soars through me when I see that Minho is okay, but then drops a bit when I realize that Alby might be dead, and then it drops back down even further when I remember the Doors. They wont make it.
"They got him!" Minho yells to me and then panic starts to rise again. We cant loose both of them. The Glade would fall apart.
"Run!" I yell at him as Thomas yells for Newt. Thomas says something else as well, but suddenly all that I can see is Minho. He's all that I can focus on. Alby slips out of Minho's grasp and falls while Minho frantically grabs at him again, trying to continue pulling him towards the Door. I want to yell to Minho to just leave him, but I know that that is a selfish thought and that Minho would never agree to it. The Doors keep closing and Minho keeps moving towards us, but they are too far away. Minho stumbles and falls and I feel like the breath has been knocked out of me. Someone yells something behind me. I see a movement at my side and my head snaps in that direction. It's Thomas. He's running into the Maze.
"Thomas no!" I yell even though it's already too late. I get one last look at Minho before the Doors slam shut.