(it's rather a shame to have such a beautiful song for such a short chapter, it deserves to be listened all the way through~)
"We're going to get out of here." For some reason, Thomas is the one speaking as we stand, lined up, just inside the Door. I'm impressed that everyone is so willing to listen to him. Well, everyone that agreed to come. Some Gladers are staying back, hoping to fight off the Grievers until they inevitably all die one by one. I don't understand why they'd stay.
"You all know the plan," Thomas continues. "Let's stick together, and get out of this Maze!"
"Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?" Minho asks.
"Go ahead," Newt responds, chuckling dryly.
"Uh..." the Runner says, thinking hard. "Be careful, don't die."
"Great." Newt rolls his eyes. "We're all bloody inspired."
"Well, let's go and get 'em, Gladers!" I growl, and everyone prepares to enter the Maze.
"Good that, Ash!"
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Good Grief (TMR fic)
FanfictionThey had never had someone like Ash. They had never had a pyromaniac. They had never had someone with a mind that understood the Maze. They had never had someone who could get them out. As We Watch the World Burn book one, The Maze Runner [book]...
