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Chapter 16. Newt's POV.

Everything is black, we can't see a thing. So we do what the cranks do, we scatter.


Then I hear fighting and yelling, then a sickening thud, and the sound of a body hiting the ground. I really hope its a crank and not one of us.


I'm running fast not sure where I'm going or how I even know I'm running down a hall. I hear faint yelling."Four where are you?" And."Hurry this way." And even."You'll never escape."


I panic and try to run faster but so far I've made no progress. So I keep running at the same pace because of my stupid limp.


I hear people running after me catching up fast. I can also hear the crazy laughter from the cranks to my left, right, and right behind me.


OK its official I am really freaked out. But I don't stop running, I even manage to run faster and faster."Just keep running boy this will be fun."says the voice of the crank.


Then his laughter echos all around me. I can sense a empty hall to my right. So I go that way but I run right into the body of a crank. I scream and try to get away but his grip on my arm is way to strong. I try to punch and kick but nothing works. More hands grab my arms and legs, then they put a blind fold over my eyes and my limbs are restrained.


I try fighting again but nothing worked. I'm not even touching the ground anymore.


They take off running. After a while of them running my body is literally tossed to the ground. It takes everything I have to keep from crying out in pain."Tie them up."says the cranks.


Then I'm lifted yet again, but this time my feet are touching the ground. My back slams into a pole, then my hands are tied above my head and my waist and feet are tied to the post as well.


Then they take off the blind fold and I see fires everywhere around us lighting up the place. I look to the right and see four other poles with a boy tied to every pole just as I am.


I spot Minho, Thomas, some guy I don't know, and a unconscious Four. Blood coated the left side of his face and driped down onto his clothes. Minho is the only one with a gag in his mouth, and he's staring at us with anger and concern. I look and see some cranks around a fire laughing and talking.


Then one walks up and ties a cloth around Four's head."We wouldn't want him to die on us just yet no would we?"says the crank.


Then he goes back to the fire. I look back at Minho and lock eyes with him. And that's when I know we have a plan.

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