Solo ◇Thomas◇ II

Spencer was walking on the side of Gallys as he spoke, the others trailing behind them. 

“After the maze I got picked up by a group headed to the city. “ 

They followed after Gally walking down a wooden plank. There were a few men looking at the group and mumbling to each other. 

“They realised I was immune, patched me up and they brought me here to Lawrence.” Gally continued talking, turning round the corner, “This groups been at war with Wicked since they took control of the city but Wicked cant hide behind those walls forever. Days gonna come and they're gonna pay for what they've done.” 

He slowly comes to a stop staring ahead before turning around and talking to them with his voice low, “Listen uh he doesn't get a lot of visitors. So let me do the talking. Alright?” He turned around walking into the room. “And try not to stare.” 

They entered a room and Gally was slipping off his gun and making his way down the steps. A man was mumbling something bent over some roses, another man standing straight behind him, hands clasped together as he eyed the group closely. 

Gally placed down his gun and then walked slowly to the man nodding his head at the man that was standing. 

“Gally glad to see you made it back.” The man stood but in the dark showing his face besides the sun coming through the tinted windows causing them to be able to see his silhouette, “Jasper told me what happened.” 

Gally placed his hands on the collar of his vest, “It was a slaughter, there’s nothing we could do against those guns.” 

The man twirled a rose in his fingers, “No but they can only poke the hornet's nest so long before they get stung.” He then lifts the rose to his nose inhaling the smell of it before pulling it away. “Now who are these people? Why are they here?” 

Thomas stands up straighter clearing his throat, “We need to get into Wicked. Gally said you can get us through those walls.” 

The man turned to look at Thomas freezing in his spot. He was silent for a moment before turning back to grab a cane. 

“Gally should know better than to make promises he can't keep.” They all stayed silent as he sighs, “Besides that wall is only half your problem. Getting inside Wicked is impossible.” He grabbed a tall pole with IV fluids hanging up, the needle going into his arm. He turns the pole towards them, the wheels squeaking as he faces them. The cane in his other hand. 

“There might be a way now.” Gally was silent before nodding his head towards Thomas and Spencer, “But it doesn't work without Thomas or Spencer.”

Spencer and Thomas looked at Gally confused. 

“Is that so?” Their heads turned back to the man, his cane tapping against the tile as he steps closer to them. “Do you know what I am?” He stepped into the light showing his face. 

He had no nose. They could see the skull of his nose along with some dry blood. The right side of his face was bubbly and purple looking, weird veins like twigs sticking out along with his ear. His eyes were glossed over and his hair was falling out. 

He was part crank. 

Immediately Spencer’s hand went to the cut above her shoulder before she realised what she was doing and dropped it but not before the man had noticed. 

The man stepped closer to Thomas and Spencer leaning close to their faces to the point his breath was fanning onto their face but they didn't dare move away. 

“I am a businessman.” His voice came out in a whisper like he was afraid of someone listening in. He pulled back standing a good few feet away from them. “Which means that I don't take unnecessary risks. Why should I trust you?” 

No one broke eye contact as Thomas’ voice came out in a whisper like his, “Because I can help you. If you can get us through those walls… I'll get you what you need.” 

The man tapped the cane against the ground once more, “What is it that you think I need?” 

“Time.” The man sucked in a breath as Thomas continued, “Every last drop.” 

He was silent, turning to look at Gally who stared at the three anxiously, “Is that what I need?” 

As he turned back to them he caught his eyes once more, “Wicked has something we both want.” 

The man looked behind them looking at the small team before looking back to Thomas and Spencer, “I'll tell you what. Three can go for now. The rest stay down here with me. Just a little insurance to make sure you find your way back.” 

He stretched his hand out to them, “We have a deal?” 

They looked down to see the same thing as his face on his hand, ignoring everything that told him not to touch it. Thomas shook his hand. “Gally show them the way.” 

Whilst Gally was leading the group back out the room the man held his hand out to Spencer and she shook his hand but he gripped it tightly pulling her towards him. “You better work quickly. I can see the signs. You’ll be joining me soon.” The man smirked as he let go of her and she walked away from him.  

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The group watched as Gally pushed a concrete slab revealing a dark large hole leading underground. 

He then shoved a ladder inside sitting on the end of the hole, he was about to climb down until Frypan stopped him, “Gally. Take care of them.”

Gally nods his head, “Yeah.” 

Spencer was standing with Jorge and Brenda looking down the dark hole she was about to go through. She had stayed away from Thomas, Newt and Fry since she found out about them lying to her about Gally. 

“Be careful.” Jorge told her, patting her shoulder gently, “And don't kill the kid yet.” He was speaking about Thomas. 

“I'll try.” Spencer followed Gally down the tunnel. 

Her feet hit the wet ground, water splashing up at her. She followed after Gally who had a flashlight, Newt and Thomas close behind them. Not only was it wet but it also smelt of something that had most likely died. 

She could hear Newt make a noise of disgust over the sound of dripping water, “This is so gross.” 

They all tried their hardest not to gag. Even with the neck gaiter over her nose she could still smell it so she put her hand up covering her nose. 

Thomas coughs from behind her, “Yeah this is great.” 

Spencer ignored the feeling of turning around and attacking him as she didnt want to let into the feelings. The virus was taking over her fast and she was getting scared of herself the more it happened. 

Gally moved to the side, flipping a switch. The sound of machines whirling got their attention, the light bulbs on the walls turning on and giving them some lighting. 

He shut off his flashlight, slipping it into the pocket of his grey hoodie, continuing to walk forwards, “Stay with me. We have a long way to go.”