Chapter 4

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"That's Adam, Alby, Ben, Billy, Chuck, the slinthead Clint, shuck face Dave, Frankie, Jack, Jackson, Jeff, of course you already Minho, and Newt, that over there is Siggy, Stan, Stephen, Tim, Winston, and Zart the fart" Gally explained I giggled at the last one

They all waved. They seemed nice. I got to talk to Adam because Gally had some work to do and Adam was a trusted friend so he left me there. We became good friends

"So what do you do Adam?" I asked he smiled

"I'm a builder like your brother" he said I looked at him shocked

"Gally's a builder?" I asked he laughed

"The keepers of the builders actually. Keeper means like the leader" he explained at my confused expression

"Who are the other keepers?" I asked as he hammered nails together he sighed and wiped sweat off is forehead and looked down at me

"Winston is the keeper of the slicers, Frypan is the keeper of the cooks, Zart is the keeper of the Track-hoes, Clint is the keeper of the Med-jacks, Billy is the keeper of the baggers Jack is the keeper of the Sloppers and Minho is the keeper of the Runners" he explained and went back to hammering

Minho was a keeper?

"And what are those jobs?" I asked he glared down at me but it wasn't so harsh

"Look A......" I smiled I liked the nickname even though I didn't know my own name. "Go ask Newt or something I'm busy"

"Alright bossy pants" I stuck my tongue out and he laughed. I went off looking for Newt

I spotted him chopping down some tree I walked up and he smiled

"What's up Greenie?" He asked I sat down on the grass in front of him

"Explain the Glade to me" I said he grinned and nodded

"The Gardens, the Blood House (where the Gladers keep their animal stock), the Homestead, and the Deadheads (an area of woodland in which dead Gladers are buried)." He stiffened and I remember Nick I patted he's hand and he continued

"The Glade, square in shape, is surrounded on all four sides by impossibly high concrete walls with one giant sliding door in each. The Glade is surrounded by the Maze and at nightfall the giant doors close, sealing the Gladers inside (or outside) the Glade until morning." He huffed

"The maze?" I questioned

"The area outside of the Glade. An ever-changing puzzle whose layout changes during the night, and home to the terrifying Grievers." Before I could ask he explained

"The Grievers are Half animal, half machine, the Grievers are highly effective killers armed with spikes and an array of sharp weapons. Grievers mostly come out after dark, and are sealed off from the Glade by the enormous perimeter walls at night. A sting from a Griever can result in a Glader going through the Changing."

"The Changing A near-death experience caused by being stung by a Griever. Gladers who go through the Changing usually suffer great pain, but the experience often grants them an insight into their former lives from before they entered the Glade."

"Which text book did you swallow?" I whispered he smiled

"What about the jobs?" I asked

"The Builders build new/upgrade places in The Glade. The Bricknicks have almost the same job as Builders but are actually tasked with repairing buildings. The Sloppers do dirty tasks, houseworks, basically any job the Gladers do not want to do; treated as the lowest ranked job. This job is given to Gladers who are bad at every other job." I felt bad for them

"The Baggers act as guards and deal with any dead bodies." He grumbled I remembered to ask him about Nick

The Cooks prepare meals. The Track-Hoes work in the Gardens - tilling, weeding, planting and harvesting. The Med-Jacks act as doctors. The Slicers work in the Bloodhouse - take care of livestock and slaughter the animals for food.
The Runners only specific Gladers allowed to go in the Maze; they run through it every day and try to find a way out" he explained

He brought down his knife on the tree trunk.

"That's nice......" I looked up at him, "What job will I get?"

"Depends...... the keepers have to choose you" he said

"So your a...... Track-hoe?" I asked he shook his head

"I was a runner but....." He pursed his lips

"I tried to kill myself" he said I gasped. "I jumped off the cliff and my leg got stuck on one of the vines and my ankle snapped. Now I have a limp in my ankle and I can't run anymore" he explained

"Newt I'm so sorry" I said he waved it off. I hesitate but decided to ask anyways

"Newt..... who's Nick?"

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