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The Maze Runner fan-fiction
Minho x fem!OC
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"Tell me what's going on," Teresa urges.
"It's WCKD. They lied to us. We never escaped. Me and Aris, we found bodies. Too many to count."
"What do you mean? Dead bodies?"
"No, but they weren't alive either. They had them strung up. With tubes coming out of them." Thomas looks haunted. "They were being drained. There's something inside of us that WCKD wants. Something in our blood. So we have to get as far away from them as possible."
Newt puts his hands on his hips, thoughtful. "Okay. So, what's the plan?"
A silence falls
"You do have a plan, right?"
"Yeah. I don't know." Thomas shrugs a bit.
"Well, we followed you out here, Thomas, and now you're saying that you have no idea where we're going or what we're doing?"
"Wait," Aris speaks up. "Janson said something about people hiding in the mountains. Some kind of resistance or army."
"The Right Arm," Thomas confirms. "If they're really against WCKD, maybe they can help us."
Newt doesn't look convinced. "People? In the mountains? Mountain people? That's your plan?"
"It's the only chance we have."
I look around the place. "We should gather some supplies. It looks like people lived here."
"Yeah, let's split up," Thomas agrees. "Grab whatever you need."
I stick close with Thomas and Zee, running my flashlight across everything. Clothes are spread around the floor. Basic objects you'd see any human carry around.
Crouching down, I zip one of the backpacks open. There's more clothes inside. A hairbrush. Some jewelry. Must've been from a girl.
My eyes catch a silver heart locket. Quickly, I snatch it away. Put it in my pocket, feeling her notebook press in my leg.
I've carried it around with me ever since she gave it to me. The pockets of my pants are big enough for that.
When I get back up, I immediately look for her. But it's Thomas who I find in front of me, his gaze mesmerized. I follow it.
Teresa's there, standing behind some stuff, yet it's clear that she's changing.
I scoff. "You little perv—"
Zee suddenly appears, not far away from Teresa. It looks like she found a new shirt, too, because she starts undressing as well.
"Sorry, what were you about say, Minho?"
I take a breath, but my eyes refuse to move away. "We're disgusting."
