No one survives the maze

Chapter Eleven Six Simple Words

"Better keep going," I said as I grabbed a chunk and kept going. When we found a few more words I wanted to check up on Tom. 

We're making progress found a few words but it doesn't make sense. I moment passed before he replied. 

Can you hear me? It was very faint but clearer than our other conversations.                                  

Yes you're getting better at this Tom. Wonder why we can do this. I thought for a second. 

 Maybe we're lovers! I joked. I felt Tom trip over and tried not to laugh. 

What? Tom asked getting up. 

This is crazy it's like you're a stranger but I know you're not. I said thinking of all the memories from my coma. I laughed in my head silently. 

Sorry to break it to you, but we are strangers. I've only just met you, remember? 

Don't be silly I told you we knew each other before this. That's probably why we can talk like this. It's not weird Tom. 

 How do you think someone did this to us? 

I don't know Tom, but I think we did something big. 

What are you talking about? I don't know Tom. I don't know half of the things I did in the fast few days. I joked hating the seriousness of this conversation. 

Really Caitlin? You can never be serious. I laughed in my head again. 

I thought you don't know me. How do you know I'm never serious? I could feel Tom sigh. 

Just get back to work. 

Ok you go back to running around the maze like mice. 

Ok bye. Tom said as he left. I turned my attention back to the maps. Our piles have gotten pretty big already. I watched Newt as he traced the maps onto the wax paper sweat slowly trickling down his forehead. I didn't realise until now how cute he was. His small concentrating face was adorable. A few moments pasted and we finished all the maps. I grabbed one sheet off the top of each pile again until all the maps were spread out as five, five letter words and one four letter word. I read them one by one. 

"FLOAT CATCH BLEED DEATH STIFF PUSH." Newt stared at me. 

"Sounds even more promising," he muttered as Tom walked in. newt lead everyone out and I went to Tom. 

"How does this sound?" I asked giving Tom the piece of paper. I watched his eyes as he read the paper his eyes going up and down reading them again and again. 

"Cheerful, don't ya think?" Newt asked coming to stand next to me our arms brushing. 

"Yeah, we need to get Minho down here – maybe he knows something we don't. If we just had more clues – " Tom looked dizzy it looked as he would have fallen over if he wasn't leaning on the shelves. 

"Tom?" I asked. 

 "What's wrong with you? Your face just went as white as a ghost." Newt asked. 

"It looked like you've seen a ghost," I added. Tom shook his head. 

"oh... nothing, sorry. My eyes are hurting – I think I need some sleep." He replied. 

Looks like you have a crazy idea. I'm pretty sure Newt won't like it. ­I said to Tom in my head. 

No seriously I'm fine been running around in the Maze all day just need some sleep. 

"well, you spent all bloody night out in the Maze – go take a nap," Newt said squeezing his shoulder. Tom looked at me than newt as he went up the stairs. 

"He's got a crazy idea," I mumbled when Tom was gone. 

"Yes he does. A very bad, crazy idea. Well that's Tommy." Newt turned to me smiled than walked out of the room. I stood there for a minute. 

Tom was going to get stung by a Griever, go through the Changing on purpose and get some memories.