If all the gladers could talk telepathically

What doesnt kill you

Thomas & Minho: we're trapped in the maze. The griever a are surrounding

Newt: *quietly* what doesn't kill you makes you stronger *looks at leg* (I'm so sorry)

Gladers: stand a little taller

Grievers: shut up

Gladers: *sing louder*

Thomas and Minho : *dead*

Ok wtaf was this. This is a disappointment. This is what happens when I can't think of anything funny and write something that is bull like this out of desperation. Sorry