"Come on, Thomas!" We all shouted at the boy as the door began to close. The boy still shot at the guards, all until his gun ran out of ammo. 

He quickly threw the gun infront of him, acting like it was goign to do something to prevent them from shooting at us.

"He is an idiot" I muttered to myself. 

"Move it! Move it!" Thomas shouted at us.

"Shit, he's not going to make it" I said aloud.

Obviously I was wrong. The boy ran into the maze one night, of course he could run out of a moving vault door.

He slid under the door quickly, Aris slamming a metal object into the key pad next to us, making sure the doors were unable to get into. 

"You little shit!" I heard Janson yell from behind the door.

Thomas held up both of his hands, showing the rat-man his two middle fingers. 

"Come on!" The bright blue eyed boy yelled, running all around the warehouse. 

As we continued running, some of the boys grabbed flashlights and guns from the guards, making sure to knock them out clean.

We all sprinted towards the large sand dunes, the wind blowing pieces of sand onto us. Of course our group had to leave during a sand storm.

"Come on! We'll lose them in the storm!" Thomas shouted at us as we all ran for our lives.

We all caught our breath as we collapsed behind a large sand dune. 

"Stay low, stay low" Thomas whispered to us. 

I looked at our surroundings, a broken down building was right behind us. I got up from my seat, walking towards the run down building.

"Y/N, hang on, stay together!" I heard someone shout from behind me. I didn't care enough to look behind me, as I ran through the small opening in the window.

"Y/N, wait! Don't go in there!" I heard Newt's british voice say from behind me as I stumbled down into the hole.

"Get down here!" I yelled at the group, ushering them to come inside.

"We gotta keep moving" Thomas said to the group, ushering us away. I began walking before Teresa's voice spoke out.

"No. Thomas stop! Tell us what's going on!" Teresa yelled at the boy as she motioned to me and her.

"It's Wicked, It's always been Wicked. They lied to us, we never escaped" Thomas said out of breath.

We never escaped? What does he mean?  That was our sanctuary. We were supposed to be going to the safe haven.

"What... what do you mean they were Wicked?" I asked.

"Me and Aris, we found bodies." Thomas' voice trailed off.

"What do you mean? Dead bodies?" Minho's voice spoke up.

"No, but they weren't alive either. They had tubes coming out of them, like they were being drained..." Thomas said. "I think it's something in our blood. So we have to get as far away from them as possible."

I looked at the boy in utter shock. We never escaped. We're still apart of the trials. We're still being used...

"Okay, so what's the plan?" Newt asked, finally speaking up. "You do have a plan, right?" 

I noticed a small cut at his cheek, but honestly, all of us looked messed up, dirt on our clothes and faces. I shivered as the cool night wind flew through my body, the tank top was not saving me.

Thomas' mouth opened, then closed before answering Newt's question.

"Well, we followed you out here, Thomas... and now you're saying you have no idea on where we're going or what we're doing?" Newt's voice said, raising with every sentence.

"Wait. Janson said something about people hiding in the mountains." Thomas' voice spoke up, I quickly looked at Newt, who just stood staring at Thomas. "Some kind of resistance or army"

"The Right Arm" Aris' voice spoke up. I made eye contact with the bright eyed boy who had already been staring at me.

"The Right Arm. If they're really against Wicked, maybe they can help us" I said, all of their attention turned to me, I had barely spoken the whole time.

"People. In the mountains. Mountain people... That's your plan?" Newt asked, his voice still raised. 

I walked past the group, inspecting the surroundings around us. It all looked strange, like someone was here before us.

"It's the only chance we have" I heard Thomas' voice say from behind me. 

I crouched down onto the floor, looking closely at the prints that were made. Footprints? People were here before us!

"Hey, Minho! Come over here with the flashlight!" I yelled at the group. 

Minho ran over, shining the light on the floor. More footprints emerged on the ground leading down a corridor. As I took the flashlight from Minho's hand, I began shining it all around my surroundings. The building was larger than I had expected, there were footsteps everywhere.

"Someone's been down here" I muttered.

The boys opened a large area of the building that was blocked off with a plastic door.

"Looks like people lived here" Minho said, pushing away the dust and dirt from around his nose.

"Where are they now?" Teresa asked the group. We all silently wondered the same thing, but ignored it.

"Let's pack some of this stuff up, take anything you might need" Thomas said to the group. "We'll split up and see what we can find, meet back here. Minho and I will go check around the place for anyone alive" 

We all nodded at the boy before rushing off to find new belongings. I stayed close enough to the compartment, straining my ears for any voices.

I found a backpack, filling it up with batteries, flashlights, and bottles of water that were left behind. Clothes scattered across the whole building.

"Y/N! Come here!" I heard Teresa yell. I quickly made my way over to her, Newt and Fry close by to us at a table.

"Here, try these on, I think they might fit you" She said as she shoved a couple articles of clothing in my hand.

A grey long sleeve, a blue tank top, and a pair of cargos.

"Come on, I found a private spot in the back over here" She said to me, grabbing my hand and bringing me towards the back of the building.

"Shit" I said aloud as a mannequin was shown in my face.

"Everything alright back there?" I heard Newt's voice ask.

"Yeah, just a slight scare, everythings fine" I replied.

Teresa and I changed into our new outfits. Out of my peripherals, I saw Fry and Newt staring at us, before Newt quickly moved Fry's head to face him.

"We look cute" I said to the brunette girl.

"We do, I'm surprised people left this much stuff" Teresa exclaimed.

As we were still grabbing flashlights and other miscellaneous objects, the light's flickered ahead of us.

"Run!" Minho and Thomas' voice shouted as they began sprinting for their lives. 

I looked at what they were running from... people? Before I could even fully process what was chasing after us, a sturdy hand grabbed mine, dragging me across the building.

A/N : i wish there was a better spot to end this, but i didn't wanna make this chapter too long! i hope you enjoyed :)