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Chapter 8 - Griever

"You gave it a nickname?" Gally asked, his voice strained and annoyed.

Y/n squeezed Minho's hand and he squeezed it back. They were a bit worried, and Alby even asked the boys to leave and get back to their jobs. Y/n still stayed behind, one of the... benefits?... of being part of the first three to ever arrive in this place.

But y/n regretted not returning to her somewhat enjoyable gardening work. Because Gally looked terrible. His eyes began to grow red and his face was pale. The medjacks were trying to figure out what to do, and the only thing they could think of was a mystery injection that had been sent up in the box some time ago.

Gally fell unconscious soon enough. Alby and the medjacks carried his heavy body to homestead's mini-hospital room that really was just a cabinet with supplies and two beds.

Y/n followed half-heartedly but decided that she really coudn't handle anymore of it. She trusted the medjacks, even if their best idea was injecting Gally with something they didn't know anything about.

Newt went into the homestead to help, leaving y/n and Minho in the middle of the Glade. But they followed the brit soon enough.

Minho said he wanted to go upstairs to check on Gally, but y/n stayed behind, feeling overwhelmed.

It had all happened extremely fast. Seeing the griever, Gally was... stung? And what was y/n supposed to do, just continue her day? This was all too much.

The glade was crazy. All the boys were crazy. It was all getting absolutely ridiculous, y/n was going to go crazy herself. They had to escape. They had to get out.

Y/n stomped across the room, hearing commotion upstairs that sounded absolutely nightmarish. But something was motivating her here and now to convince Alby to do something absolutely crazy but necessary.

It was time to enter the maze.

Y/n opened the door to the hallway and struggled up the stairs. She could hear the boys nearly shouting over each other trying to figure things out. They were obviously panicking. Arguing about insignificant things.

Y/n sighed, taking a moment to think. Then she swung the door open and marched over to the bed the boys were hunched over.

"Get some bandages" Clint didn't direct it at anyone specific.

"Im holding him down!" Jeff was indeed pressing Gallys arms into the bed with all of his weight.

"I wasn't talking to-"

"Quiet!" Y/n yelled over the boys arguing.

They quieted. Seeing y/n in her disheveled state, they were a bit surprised. Gally was groaning and breathing heavily. It was obvious he was on the edge of life and death. They didn't have much time.

"Alby why are you just standing there looking depressed? Hold Gally down. Jeff get some bandages and did you guys inject him with that stuff already?" Y/n ordered them around with a calm voice.

And they didn't hesitate to do what she said, surprisingly. Minho even gave her a proud smirk from his position at Gally's legs, holding him down.

"No we can't just give him some random-" Jeff began, his hands shaking with stress as he dug through a drawer for bandages.

"It's the only hope we have, that black stuff is spreading and whatever it is, it's killing Gally" y/n explained, approaching the injured boy.