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"Ash, get up." Minho's voice is much more tense than normal, and he grabs my shoulder as he tries to wake me up. For once, I feel justified in flinching awake.
His eyes are terrified. The only time he was like this was in the Maze...
"What's wrong?" I ask, trying to orient myself in the grey pre-dawn.
"The sun is gone."
"Uh, what?" I instantly crane my neck to the sky. Only... there isn't a sky. There's just a grey ceiling above us, dimly lit with fake lights. Minho's right. The sun is gone. It was all fake. We were never outside. I start to breathe a little faster, my mind spiralling into panic.
"Yeah, I know. It's... a lot to take in." Minho says. "Well, come on, Greenies. We've got a run to go on, and we're late."
"We're still going?" I ask, glancing at my watch to see that I did indeed oversleep.
"Of course we are. We need to find a way out now more than ever."
He's not wrong. Hoping that the Maze will give us something useful today, I grab my pack.
Teresa wasn't wrong. Everything is ending.