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"Gears!" Suddenly Newt lunged through all the chaos and quickly untied me before rushing to Gear's aid.
"Oh my God," I heard scraping on the Walls. I turned to Rhys and quickly untied him. Suddenly were screeching and clicking.

((HEHEHEHE GO AHEAD))

I glared at Gally. "You're insane" I screamed. "Don't you see?" I yelled, frustrated. "You're all going to die!"

((OKKKIII IBYEE))

"SHE'S INJURED, SHUCKFACE!" I screamed, writhing, my wrists bleeding. "What the shuck is wrong with you." I growled as he approached me.
He suddenly lifted his shirt and I gasped.
"I was stung."

"NO!" I screamed. "Guys-" I turned to Gally's goons cautiously. "Look what the Grievers did to Alby- to our friends, we can't stay here! GALLY LET HER GO NOW YOU SLINTHEAD."

Thomas slowly nodded. "The walls. They change, right? But one of the Griever was smashed and the code to the door- it's 7." He pulled out a remote-looking object from his backpack and showed it. It beeped a red 7.

"You've done enough," I said firmly before death glaring at Gally. "You're the perfect runner."
Minho suddenly cleared his throat. "I may have coded it out with Thomas and Gears."

"Why are you sorry?" I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. Even Rhys had a soft expression on his face.
Gally frowned. "Did you have something to do with this?"

"Gears- hey," I crawled over and hugged her but quickly let go. I probably was suffocating her without knowing.

((OKKKK))

"Shuck!" I hissed. "Gears, what the hell? Lay down!" I practically held her down and Minho brought me the last of the gauze and I tightly wrapped it, worrying.

I slumped off Rhy's lap and buried my face in my hands. Alby's dead and so are so many other Gladers...

"You need time, then we'll leave this shucked up place." I said hesitantly. But Rhys said. "No, we need to leave now. We don't know if the Grievers will come tonight- which they probably will."

I simply nodded and turned to Rhys. He was alert, watching the Glade. "This place isn't safe anymore."

(( FOR RN I MEAN LOL))

((SORRY THIS'LL BE MY LAST ONE))

I had fallen asleep stiffly in Rhys arms, holding Gears fingers, not letting go, even in my sleep. I felt some shifting next to me and my eyes flew open, I adjusted to the sunlight and then yawned- "Gears?" I asked softly. "How are you?"

I let Rhys wrap the gauze and we all waited. I settled next to Newt, relieved that Gears was still breathing. I ran my fingers through her hair and then realized that she had a gash in her head. I gasped audibly and then everyone turned to me. "What is it?" Thomas and Rhys asked at the same time.
"She- there's blood-" I retracted my hand from her hair and Newt's eyes widened. I took another roll of gauze and told Newt to hold her head straight as I washed her head with water, blood and water mixing as I let it drip. I quickly wrapped her head and sighed, tired, my arms sore.

((yeah))