After Winston's miraculous recovery we gather around the fire. We all are tired so not much is said. Just casual conversation. William sits in silence with an eerie look to him, eyebrows furrowed and the fire casting shadows on his face. The stature reminds me of Gally, in a uncomfortable way. I don't think he'll end up anything like Gally, but we can only hope. Just the thought of being back here makes me uneasy. Everything's the same, but also different. It's odd. All the glade does is bring back paining memories and that dark feeling knowing that this is the same trial, not deja vu.

But WICKED doesn't work like that, somethings been changed. But I don't know what.

"WHO DO YOU EVEN THINK YOU ARE!"

"Woah, I didn't even say that." Winston says startled by the sudden outbreak.

"That's the problem, you all know more than your letting on." William said sharply.

Mabye I was wrong, he seems exactly like Gally. I don't know what happened, or what was said. Minho does not look al that happy either. Thomas, he just looks dumbfounded.

"Okay, cool it Greenie." Minho says aggravated "No one's sure of anything right now, but one thing is that we can't have shanks like you trying to run the place."

"You guys are LYING!" William yells clearly stressed. "What's the Scorch, what bit you, how do you people know each other?" He asks suspiciously.

Everyone looks at Winston, knowing it must have been him who said it.

"Oh shuck." He says smiling even though he was just silently called out on a huge mistake.

"What the hell did you do." Thomas says, looking somewhat aggravated at him.

"I didn't mean to, I had no idea what was happening. I didnt understand." Winston explains nervously. He looks down at the ground.

"Thomas cool it!" Minho snapped.

"What the bloody hell is happening!" I snap, everyone shut their mouths. "William, those things don't concern you." I say sternly hoping to put him back in his bloody place. I got up from where I was sitting and walked to the homestead. Hoping to sleep and avoid the nonsense of William.

Breakfast was silent and dreadful , tension from last night's fight still thick in the air. Everyone was tired and agitated. We left for the maze.

(Winston's pov)
After breakfast I started working. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do so I tended to the animals and garden's. The stuff I did before. William is doing whatever, I haven't even glanced at him to see if he was working. If he's not it would be a reason to put his butt in the slammer.

Footsteps crunch in the grass behind me. "The hell do you want." I say without turning around, since there's only one other person in the Glade with me.

"Answers." William said flatly.

"Well your not gonna get them so shuck off." I say very matter of factly. I began walking away when I'm pushed roughly to the ground. Immediately I try to push him off but to no avail. Instead I get a kick to the ribs. "Get the hell off me!" I yell still trying to get away from him.

I can't fight him off, he's much stronger than I am. I grab a rock from the ground and hit him with it. I take the split second it takes him to process what I did to run.