Chuck had pressed the button, but it hadn't seemed to do anything. Everything was silent, the room was dark, the only light was glooming from the computer. I just hope it doesn't mean the rest are dead.

"Sophie!"

I spin around to the sound of my name, and lock eyes with those eyes that could melt a heart! And then I see Newt, his hot chocolate soul warming eyes shining at me. One by one the rest join, Minho and his eyes of humour that look like they've seen enough fight for a life time, Winston and his eyes of gloom for all those he couldn't save, and the rest of the Gladers whose eyes are full of tears and pain.

"Tommy!" I run up to him and hug him tight.

"You turned the Grievers of! You saved us!" I smiled, even with his pained face, he was happy and I loved seeing him like that.

"I couldn't've done it without Teresa and of course Chuck who found the button, but especially not you, Mr wise telepathic guy with the code!" I smirk at him.

He just smiles and kisses me deeply on the lips. "Guys, probably not the best time." Minho interrupts.

We break apart and blush, "There's a door guys!" A voice calls out amongst the darkness.

We all run over and step through. We enter a hallway that's only lit by dim lights. We follow it, a silence amongst the small group of only about 19 or 20 people.

We turn a corner, but the lights aren't on round it. We cautiously make our way down, one by one, then there's a thump.

"Ahhhhhh!" Someone yells from the front.

"What's th-" Another thunk followed by a Yelp, one after the other.

"Stop!" I call out, holding tight to Thomas's had. "What's happening?"

"The floor, i-it seems to slope dow-" thud, a Yelp.

"What?!" Thomas called out.

"I think he was trying to say the floor slopes down.... Like a slide." Someone said.

I hear chuck whimper in fear behind me. I look back and reach out "Chuck." I say quietly and he walks over and takes my hand and I pull him close.

A muffled voice rings through the hallway. Barely understandable. Whispers break out with worry and confusion.

"I think it's coming from the slopey floor." Newt said from the front. "WHAT WAS THAT?" He yelled down the hallway/slide.

"It's safe to come down!" It was Minho's voice.

"He said it's safe." One guy said pushing past me. "Let's go!"

Thud after thud after thud, glader after glader after glader, we all made our way down the slope.

Each Glader that fell would start off with a yelp that would soon fade away down the slope.

Soon it was only Thomas, Chuck, Newt and I left. "I'll go last." Newt said, and so it was one of us three to go next.

"Chuck? Do you want to go down now?" Thomas asked, but the boy just shrugged with fear.

"Maybe you should go down with him, Tom." I suggest, not wanting Chuck to be scared or alone.

"Ah? Sure, but what about you?" He asks with concern.

"I'll be fine! Plus, I have Newt if I get scared!" I smile and let go of the boys had, I give him Chucks' and they make their way to the slope.

"Ready buddy?" Thomas asks and then off they go.

I stay watching in the direction of the slope until I feel Newt's eyes burrowing through me.

I turn to him, the dim light from the other part of the hallway making his face glow and stopping the darkness from engulfing him.

"Let's go!" I smile and reach out to grab his hand.

I pull him forward and when we slip I end up sitting with Newt behind me, his legs either side of me to keep us together.

And we slide down into the dark abyss. The cold fast wind whipping my face and sending my hair into Newt's face, as we slide down this never ending tunnel, that of course had an end.