Five days passed by while I was in the daze. I was aware of some things, like Minho coming in every now and then and talking to me, but I can't remember what he was saying. I remember silence and fear and screams and panic and hope.
"Hey Echo." Minho says from beside me for some reason his voice is getting through the daze. He sits next to me on the chair beside the bed they laid me down in and hold my hand. "We're leaving. We know the way out and we're leaving. Getting our shuck butts our of here. I don't care if you're conscious or in or coma or what, I'm not leaving you here. You're coming with me one way or another, I don't care if I have to carry you through the whole shuck Maze, I'll do it. Though it would be easier to have you running beside me, so if you could wake up that would be wonderful." Something about what he says enables me to move again, knocks me out of daze, or something. All that I know is that I open my eyes for the first time in five days and look at Minho.
"Okay." I say quietly and he gets a huge smile on his face.
"You're awake! Are you okay? What happened?"
I shake my head. "Not now. I probably shouldn't think about it. I'll tell you once we get out of this shuck place."
"Sounds good to me."
Minho stands up and holds his hand out to me. It's awkward, walking again after five days of just laying there, but it only takes me a couple steps to be able to walk on my own again. Minho and I want downstairs and grabs some of Frypan's food then we go outside. I make sure to grab my guitar on the way out. I figure that this might be my last time to sing, might as well not waste it. I eat quickly and then strum a few cords on the guitar. Everyone shuts up immediately. I play a tune that I remember and replace the actual lyrics with something else, that pertains more to our situation than the actual lyrics do. So with the whole Glade waiting in anticipation for my last song in the Maze, I sing.
"Hey Runner, there's a big dark world you don't remember
Lost brothers, there's a strange fake sky we're all stuck under
Oh, what's beyond this emerald grover?
We're close
but do we really wanna know
Hey stranger, we're surrounded by this constant danger
Dark sister, if our past is gone where is our future?
How, if they're WICKED are they good? And why?
This plan is set, but not yet understood.
What if I lose my mind?
Oh, promise you will stop my fall
What if we risk it all
And nothing lies behind these walls?
When the night comes falling down, we'll run
We can't go back and yet we can't go on
Wake sleeper, we're the only girls out of all the Gladers
Don't trust me, I don't know myself how could you know me
Oh, we'll escape this Maze they've grown, this war
This grievous task we've been selected for.
And if we all get home
I wont regret this life at all
And if we started alone
I'll take your hand and wont let go
If they're WICKED are they good? And who,
Would lead these broken people to their doom?"
When I strum the last chord I look over at Minho who is sitting next to me and smile at him. He smiles back and grabs my hand. Then I look out at the rest of the Gladers, some are nodding approvingly, others are crying, but most just seem depressed in general. Finally Newt uses the attention that I had to talk to everyone. There're forty-one of us. Make sure you've got your weapons. Other than that, isn't a whole lot to buggin' say-you've all been told the plan. We're gonna fight our way out through to the Griever Hole, and Tommy here's gonna punch in his little magic code and then we're gonna get payback on the Creators. Simple as that." For a moment, I panic because I don't have any weapons or anything, but then Minho hands me a bag that he packed for me and I smile at him gratefully.
"Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?" He asks Newt.
"Go ahead." Newt tells him.
Minho nods and turns to face everyone. "Be careful, don't die." He says simply, making me roll my eyes.
"Great. We're all bloody inspired." Newt says. "You all know the plan. After two years of being treated like mice, tonight we're making a stand. Tonight we're taking the fight back to the Creators, no matter what we have to go through to get there. Tonight the Grievers better be scared." People started cheering, but I didn't feel like joining in. Instead I turned to Minho.
"That was a beautiful and moving pep talk." I tell him sarcastically.
"You think so? I was pretty impressed with it."
I smile and kiss him. "Seriously though. Take your own advice. Be careful, and don't die. I wouldn't be able to take it."
"The same goes for you. I could never live with myself if something happened to you."
"Then it's decided. Neither of us is allowed to die."
"Sounds good to me."
Next to me I hear Newt yell, "Hear that, Creators! We're coming!" And then the hoard of Gladers runs into the Maze.
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The song she sings is a parody of "Hey Brother" by Avicii. The parody is called "Hey Runner" and it is done by Alice Christine on YouTube . She does some really good parody's, you should check her out.