"Why wasn't she at the meeting?" The Runner boy demands. "Why are we banishing her for stealing? Alby, this is madness."
Maybe, but this is the way I understand the world to function. It's buffoonery. Anyone who oppose the way the system is run, is framed and murdered. The system is judge, jury and executioner, and there is no chance.
"She is violent, and a risk to others." Gally jumps in. "Did you see what she did? She stole my supplies and she turned a knife on the Baggers."
I did no such thing, but there is nothing in it to argue. At this point if they are dead set on killing me, they are going to kill me. There is nothing I can do.
"Where exactly could she have gotten a knife?"
"Well shuck slinthead, if she can steal a screwdriver have can steal a knife."
"Gladers, order." Alby calls, and that is all that he wants. That is all that matters to him. Order in a society so inclined to the evaporation of rules and systems. He lives a life of ignorance. If he thinks we can last like this, he is wrong.
He looks to the Baggers behind me, nodding. They bend over, and I can feel something tight being forced around my neck. They are going to hang me. This is it.
I am not being hanged, there is no way in Hell that I am letting that happen. I struggle roughly against their hands, thrashing about. My fingers dig into someone's skin, and I hear a boy cry out as he knocks me into the ground. My lip stings.
There is a boy on top of me, pinning my arms down as another reaches above my head, placing the rope around my neck.
He tightens it as the other boy lets go. It's not rope, it is made out of what feels almost like leather, and it chokes me as it rips me up off the ground.
It's a collar. Someone is holding on to a pole, and it is a leash.
"I vote against this." Leo jumps in.
"Doesn't matter," the second-in-command jumps in. "You only represent the girls. You ain't a Keeper."
She's the shank who represented me? No wonder I am being sentenced to death. That girl couldn't speak if her life depended on it. My life means nothing to her.
"Keepers, grab hold of the pole." Alby instructs.
A heard of boys circle around me. Faces grim, or faces with pity, or any mixture of the two things.
One of the Baggers nudges the Runner boy, but he refuses to grab on. He won't touch it. Eventually Alby glares at him, and a Bagger takes his hand, placing it down on the pole forcefully. When the Bagger lets go, the Runner boy doesn't let go either. He holds on, but doesn't look happy about it.
They begin to push me forward, as my feet slip and slide along the ground. I can't protest it since they are dragging me by the neck, but I am trying anyway. It hurts, and my neck burns, but so does the skin that lies on the floor of the Slammer, scraped off my body from being thrown on the concrete, and so do my lungs from trying to breathe. All there is, is pain, but I will be damned if I let myself die because of it.
My hands are ripping open as I try to hold myself along the Walls. As much as I wanted to go out into the Maze when I first got here, I literally would die before going in there now. I would die before dying at the hands of the Grievers. I saw them through the window, and I never want to go near them again.
"I stole the screwdriver." A voice jumps in. Someone is still pushing me, the leader Alby stops, spinning around on his heels.
"What?"
I recognise the voice, and when I look around I see the boy who pulled me away from the falling building. He's the one who told me to be quiet, and he did not steal the screwdriver.
Technically I did, though I hadn't realised I couldn't just take it.
"I gave it to her," he answers. "Didn't tell her it was stolen."
It's not the truth, but Alby tightens. "Doesn't matter, she threatened one of our own with a knife."
"I change my vote."
My head swings around to stare at Gally. He is looking at me, with his tomato-face and his raised eyebrows. He glances away, looking at Alby instead. "Now she can't be banished."
Alby lets go of the pole, and so do the boys slowly. It drops to the ground, and my head swings to the side with it. None of the Baggers move to pull me out, so I raise my hands up to the collar. I find the buttons that fasten it, and rip it open.
I push out of the circle, glaring at all the boys. In the end, I might have not been killed, but I didn't win. This system exists to my detriment, so it is impossible for me to win this. I shove past Gally too, who looks at me almost shocked as I walk away.
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Tada. Well this was good, like, bad but a pleasant turn of events. Overall I can't say it's bad.
I wonder who that boy is who helped to Michelle (ok I know and I love him, but does anyone remember his name)?
What shocked you the most? Let me know in the comments.
Try not to bleed until Sunday.
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