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20 • funeral

[ twenty | funeral ]

Newt: this is bloody terrible

Newt: I didn't think anything could get worse here in the glade but now this

Minho: care to elaborate???

Newt: half of the bloody gladers are sick

Newt: they're all throwing up their food and some are even coughing up blood and others can't breathe and others are freezing while others have a fever so bloody badly that they're giving themselves heatstrokes

Newt: Clint and Jeff can't handle the job of the med-jacks by themselves so now they've got Alby, Chuck and I in here giving a hand

Newt: it's bloody ridiculous

Minho: newt i don't want you to be in there helping

Newt: excuse me, mom?

Minho: dont mom me

Minho: from what it sounds like we have a sickness spreading through the glade

Minho: and if youre in there helping then youre going to catch it

Minho: and i don't want you to get sick

Newt: I can't do that

Newt: I can't just stop helping

Thomas: mingy is right newty

Thomas: ive already caught it and i dont want u to catch it too

Newt: remember which one is the eldest out of our squad and which one is the SECOND IN COMMAND

Minho: oh so we have a squad now

Newt: well I don't bloody know

Thomas: WHATS R SQUAD NAME???

Thomas: THE BRO'S

Thomas: GRACIOUS GLADERS

Thomas: THE TWERKING TRIO

Minho: oh thomas you have such talent when thinking of squad names

Newt: sorry Tommy but none of them seem really good

Thomas: fine u try and think of one then u stupid griever klunks

Thomas: and when u think of a half decent one or one that is better than my aMAZEing ones then u tell me

Minho: oh trust me theyre going to be much better than your 'aMAZEing' ones

Thomas: shut up

Thomas: WAIT

Thomas: HOLD UP

Thomas: HOW ABOUT

Thomas: THE GRIEVER SLAYERS

Newt: uhh

Newt: maybe not

Minho: yeah lets give that one a miss

Thomas: that hurts <\3

Minho: whatever

Minho: i need to concentrate on running

Minho: newt i dont want you going back in there you got it?

Newt: no can do

Minho: fine whatever

Minho: your funeral

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Thomas: newt i know i agreed with minGo when he said not to come into the place with all the sick people but

Thomas: NEWT U NEED TO GET HERE RIGHT SHUCKING NOW OK NEWT U NEED TO COME OVER TO WHERE MY LIL CAMP THING IS SET UP

Thomas: RIGHT NOW

Thomas: ND BRING ALBY

Newt: what's wrong?

Newt: Tommy are you okay?

Newt: Tommy?

Thomas: i think somethin happened to zart

Thomas: he was just tlaking to me and thenhe stopped nd newt pls get here

Thomas: NEWT HURRY

Thomas: HES NOT BRWATHING

Thomas: SOMEONE GOOGLE HOW TO MAKE SOMEONE BREATHE

Thomas: NEQT HURRY I CANT DO THIS

Minho: thomas you have to stay calm, okay???

Minho: thomas???

Minho: shanks whats happened

Minho: im coming over

Newt: no Minho. not now

Newt: Zart's dead

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FOUR HOURS LATER

Thomas: my friend died right in front of my eyes

Thomas: he was just talking to me and then he just

Thomas: its because he was sick

Thomas: he had this disease

Minho: thomas im coming back now and i will find you and i will hug you ok and i will tell you everything is alright ok

Thomas: zart just died

Thomas: and i have a feeling that im next

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authors note;

heres a chapter of witnessing thomas texts as he watches his friend die (((((((:
ok im seriously so sorry SO MANY PEOPLE HAVE DID IN THIS FIC ya might as well just call me james dashner

but seriously life in the glade is going down hill really damn fast and im going to apologise in advance because im so freaking sorry

ALSO i love you guys aND HOLY SHUCK THANK YOU SO DAMN MUCH FOR 10K + READS AND WE'RE SO CLOSE TO 1K VOTES IM GOING TO SCREAAAAAM ((lmao this is such a throwback bcs now we haVE 45K REadS nOw WHAT THE heck)) ((extra lmao because now we have 80K reads i lov u guys nd girls with all my heart))

thanks for reading this happy chapter (:
im joking this was far from happy
rip my baby zart