| - the one - | [newt maze runner]

chapter #6

Rens POV:

the 7 o- I mean the 6 of us are now surrounding the small fire that burns in the middle of our small circle we have formed. most of us are sitting down, trying to keep warm, while I lay flat on my back, admiring the stars in the pitch black sky. in our maze, the clouds blocked out any way of us seeing stars, except the 2nd night.

my head is pounding in my skull, and it feels like my skull is breaking into a million pieces. as I try to remember where I am, it hits me. I don't remember anything. I remember all the basic things I need to know in order to live, but not how I learned all those things. 

"hello!" I scream. 

immediately after I stop, my throat is dry and soar, and my voice is foreign, like its the first time i'm hearing it. think, that's all I have to do is think. I slowly get up, and I observe my surroundings. ok some sort of cage with boxes full of god knows what and... me. 

around 30 long minutes pass and finally, the racing cage has now come to a forceful stop, metal gears screeching as they rub against one another to stop the cage. around 5 seconds after it stopped,  a blinding light shone in, causing me to fall back on the ground, wincing as every bone and muscle ached from my body colliding on the floor. my hand covered my face from the light, and my eyes slowly adjusted to the light. 

"what the fuck" 

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its now been about 4 hours, and I have accomplished crying my eyes out to the point where my body has run out of tears, un pack all the things in the cage, and come to the conclusion that I am very claustrophobic; which I found out by going into the cage to collect the supplies, and freaking out by the small space.

 I must have not noticed how small the cage was when I woke up in it because of how dark it was. not to mention the accomplishment of  staring at the weird hallway filled with vines and grey concrete, that lay in between the huge walls. 

I am dressed in a black tee shirt, which now has blood stained on it, grey track pants which also has many blood stains, and black combat boots. this too weird, I can't stay here forever... i'm getting out of here, i'm going inside the maze.

the scorch- Rens POV

"I never thought I would say this but... I miss the glade." frypan said, dried tears stained on his cheeks.

 'I dont care how bad it is out here, I dont care if I turn into one of those cranks, anywhere is better than the field. I couldn't go through that pain again, I wouldn't go through that pain again. It was to hard. however, based on how Minho described their maze, I would understand why they would want to go back, no matter how much bad stuff happened their; they seemed like a happy family in there. part of me kind of wishes I was in there maze and not my own. would I have been happy if I was there instead? although the thought crosses my mind, I couldn't leave the girls, they needed me, and a part of myself needed them too. 

breaking the loud silence, teresa asked the group, "I thought all of us were supposed to be immune?" we all were asking the same question, but she was the only one to actually ask it, since we now have an even bigger threat to our lives.