𝑳𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 - ᴀ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ ʀᴜɴɴᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

0𝟹 - 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎

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Gally and Newt came rushing to the box, their breaths ragged. They jumped in, Newt immediately kneeling beside the unconscious girl. His hand shook slightly as he retrieved a note from her grasp: 'Surprise again! She's the last one. EVER.' Their eyes met, a shared fear and confusion etched on their faces.

Gally and Newt looked at each other, then up at us, confusion visible on their faces.

There's something really fucked up about the people who sent us here. Are they even human?

The box was empty—no new supplies whatsoever. It was really just her.

Whispers and murmurs erupted around me.

"Who is she?"

"She shouldn't be here. Not yet!"

"She also kinda cute though."

"Cuter than the other one–"

"Nah."

"Dude, what does this mean?"

"There are no supplies–"

"We're gonna die!"

Okay, either they're overreacting or something's really wrong.

The girl's eyes snapped open, wild and frantic, as she gasped. "Thomas!" she blurted out and then slipped back into unconsciousness.

All eyes turned to Thomas, who stood frozen and in a state of shock.

Uh oh.

"Okay, what the shuck?" Thomas muttered under his breath, holding his index finger up.

"Thomas?" Newt's voice was a mix of urgency and skepticism.

"I don't know her! I swear to whoever god there is!" He held his right hand up like he was swearing an oath.

He's too unserious about this.

I turned to Newt who was...glaring up at Thomas? He then turned to Gally and muttered something to him before getting out of the box and walked to Thomas.

Newt's voice hardened. "You better start remembering fast, Thomas. We can't afford any more surprises."

Thomas nodded, looking more confused than ever. "I swear, Newt, I don't know her."

Newt gave me a nod before he gestured at Thomas to follow him. He looked pissed—intimidating even. Thomas followed him like a sad puppy.

Bestest of friends, I can tell.

"Alright, shanks. Back to work!" Gally yelled and gestured to the Med-jacks to carry the girl to the Med-hut before also coming back up.

We all went back to our jobs, more anxious than ever.

That night, the Gladers whispered in small groups, others were huddling by the fire, some in their bunks as if they were telling a horror story.

This life is one hell of a horror story.

Sleep never came to me, as I kept wondering about the new girl and what her arrival meant.

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She was still under observation the next day, with Clint and Jeff taking turns being in charge of monitoring her.

Gally became more strict, since, from what Newt said, this has never happened before. That's why everyone was on edge.