Thomas POV

The walls were crumbling down as the glades pushed ahead. Thomas surged forward, dodging the pieces of rocks falling from the ceiling.

"Come on!" Minho encouraged the group. Thomas looked back. All the gladers, old and young were trying to catch up. There was maybe over a hundred gladers? Thomas wasn't sure.

Thomas felt a rush of anger pointing at WICKED. How dare they kidnap and test on people against their will. Anger boiled in his veins as he pushed forward.

Suddenly everything seemed to stop. There was a girl. Olive skin. Maybe 10 years younger than himself. He recognised her. Kate. His sister Kate.

Instead of running the direction he was suppose to run in, he ran the other way. Towards Kate.

"Thomas! What are you thinking?" Newt screamed at him but Thomas ignored Newt. Nothing else mattered except for Kate.

Just then, everything seemed to go in slow motion. A big rock, the size of a house seemed to slowly lower its self onto Thomas' little sister.

"KATE!" Thomas screamed and pushed himself harder than before. Thomas launched himself onto Kate and knocked her aside. Something cracked and someone was screaming.

Everything hurt. Like hurt a lot. There was like a crashing weight on him. It hurt a lot. Someone take it off. Just take it off.

Thomas slowly opened his eyes. Everything swam. Am I underwater? Why can't I get up? Thomas thought.

Someone was screaming. It hurt. Everything hurt so much.

A pair of faces came across Thomas' vision. What are faces? Minho, Kate and Newt were all screaming. It was so so loud.

Everything went blurry. Then black.

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Minho POV

"Come on!" I encourage the group. We are so close but I needed to be strong. Strong for the gladers.

"THOMAS!" Newt screamed. I turned around and saw Thomas running the opposite direction. What is wrong with him?

All the blood in veins froze. A piece of concrete was lowering it only Thomas. Everything went in slow motion. Thomas running and pushing a young girl away, the booming crash and Thomas' cry of pain.

Everything went back to normal. My body froze for a second. Then I ran. Faster than ever towards Thomas. He was lying on the ground. His right leg was crushed under the weight of the rock.

His eyes fluttered for a second, then closed. "Thomas?" I slapped his cheek. He wasn't waking up. I panicked. What was I suppose to do?

I went to inspect his leg. A tear threatened to push through. Blood was splattered on his legs and his leg was fleshy.

The rock must have cut through his leg Minho thought.

I never felt so helpless. I could have stopped Thomas. I could have saved him.

The brown haired girl kneeled behind Thomas. "Tommy," she cried silently. Who was this girl?

I turned to Newt who was shaking Thomas and screaming his name. I looked at his crushed leg. It was most probably broken.

I put my hands on the large piece of concrete and lifted. It heavier than expected. Aris ran over from the gladers to help.

Me and Aris put our hands on the piece of concrete while Newt grabbed Thomas beneath his arms.

"Newt, pull him out!" I grunted. "On tree. One.. two.. three!" Me, Newt and Aris used te last of our strengths to help Thomas.

"He's out!" Newt cried. I wanted to lay down and close my eyes but I had to help Thomas. "Give me his arm," I ignored my burning arms and put one of Thomas' arms on my shoulder. Newt took the other.

"This way!" Aris led the way through the mostly empty tunnels. Most of the gladers are probably running in before us.

We ran along the twisted maze "We need to hurry before the flat trans closes," Aris said as we started running faster.

We ran and ran until we saw a shimmery thing at the end of the road. "THERE IT IS!" The girl screamed as we pushed faster.

The shimmer was starting to fade. Every step felt like it faded more and more. 13 meters, 10 meters, 8 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters...

The group threw themselves into to Flat Trans right before it disappeared.

Minho slowly opened his eyes. He was on the floor. Soft grass tangled between his fingers. He turned to the side. There was a mob of people around Thomas.

Minho let out a breath on the soft grass. They were finally safe.

I pinky promise next chapter is gonna be ten times longer than this, I know it's very short