Futile - Newt [TMR]

"So, Newt, anything else happen last night?"

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The following morning, Alice stayed back in the Glade, to her chagrin, to help Newt keep track of everything that was going on. Alby had been given some serum that Teresa had inside of her pocket when she came up in the box and they needed to be there while the unknown substance worked its way through his system.

They knew it would likely work as it had calmed his tremors and brought his fever down, but there was bound to be a cost to whatever they had given him. Knowing the people that had placed them here in the first place, it was highly likely to have some adverse effects. Both Medjacks were on strict orders to have someone watching Alby at all times and to notify either Newt or Alice the moment that he awoke.

"I don't know how you do this all day." Alice whispered to Newt as she was weaving some tomatoes through the trellis they had constructed that morning, "I feel like I have aged six hundred years."

Newt smiled as he adjusted the machete tied to his back, "you have no patience, that's why you are a Runner, you just can't stay still can you."

"Stop knowing me so well it's actually rather..." Alice's words trailed off as she was distracted by the thunderous noise that the Maze had begun to make, it never rearranged during the day and rarely made that level of the noise during the night when it changed. Alice knew that everyone was thinking the same thing she was, what on Earth are they doing out there to make all of that noise?

"The noise is getting closer." Newt spoke quietly as they all listened, his hands halting in their work.

Alice brought up the map of the Maze in her mind mentally, "sounds like the outer section is changing and they're being pushed towards the inner."

After a couple of minutes, Alice believed that they would be moving back to the Glade and moved over to the doors to meet them and ask what the hell they were doing inside of there. Like she had predicted, it didn't take long for Minho and Thomas to emerge from the Maze and slow to a stop in front of her.

With the arrival of the two boys, the others had seen this and jogged over to where they were stood.

"We found this area that had come out of nowhere, there was this large hole, and we think it's where the Grievers go during the day." Minho explained while he braced his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath from where they had sprinted for several minutes.

Gally looked unconvinced, which promoted Thomas to start talking, "their way in could be our way out!" He spoke frantically, urging the group further into the Glade and more towards the centre. This only angered Gally more, of course anything that Thomas seemed to say had this effect on the other boy.

"Or there could be a dozen Grievers waiting on the other side for us! Thomas doesn't know what he's done as usual!" Gally spoke, his voice eventually raising to a shout as he stepped closer and closer to the stationary Thomas.