We're dragged over to an old bus and told to take a seat inside of it.

A man's in the drivers seat and closes the door behind his colleagues.

We're all sitting towards the back of the bus while the men are at the front, but there's one lady sitting near us.

"Why're we here? What's going on? Where are you taking us? Who are you?" The words came flowing out of Newts mouth.

The lady simply looks up and smiles.
"We are here to save you from WICKED."

"Why?" Newt asks again.

"Because they're cruel and what they're doing is wrong, we've been saving people from the other mazes too, I think yours was the easiest." She responds.

"Other mazes?!" The gladers break out into whispers.

"Yes, other mazes." She says, the bus goes silent. "We've been working hard to save as many children as we can, and seeming though you're all immune, we'll most of you, we thought it'd be safe out here to have you."

"Immune?!" Newt asks.

"Most of us?" I cut in. I think its a more important question, we could be immune from that flare thing but not all of us?

"Yes, you've heard of the flare? You know it's deadly and turns people into Cranks. Well WICKED selected children who were immune and out them into a maze to test their abilities, but they thought they'd put some un-immune subjects in to see how'd they go too." When she stopped talking I looked around at everyone, they'd all turned slightly paler.

"Do you know who's not immune?" I mange to get out.

"No, sorry, only the flare can tell you now." She stands up and moves down the front.

What're we going to do? Only some of us are 'safe' only some of us will survive...

......................

The bus comes to a stop, and so does our conversations. We're all worried about who's immune and who's....not.
So that's what we talked about for the rest of the trip, and how we're all going to survive.

"Ok, we've made it, please come this way." The lady and some of the men walk out the bus door and make their way towards a building.

We get up and follow them out, the rest of the men come behind us as if to escort us in, or to make sure we don't try to escape.

We enter a room and there's a table in the middle full of delicious looking food.

"This is your dining room, feel free to eat anything, but perhaps you should get cleaned up first." She looks us up and down then starts pointing. "This room here is the showers, there's clean clothes in there for all of you. The ladies bed room is this door here and the men's is over there. Enjoy." She smiles and her and all her men step out the doors.

Minho runs over "They locked us in!"

"Well, lets just enjoy this, ok, they probably did it so we don't run away, maybe so we don't get attacked by cranks..." Winston suggest.

The others agree so Minho lets it slide.

"Let's get cleaned up."

............

Once everyone's had their showers they get dressed and head to the table, I'm the last in the shower room, I get dressed but before I put my shirt on I look at the scars on my sides and notice theres one that's really deep, it still hurts. I can't remember getting these... I wonder how I got them. I wonder why.

(A/N if this has triggered anything I'm really sorry, there will be more of this sorta thing in the book but it won't get too bad, so um be careful and know you're loved<3)

I pull my shirt on and walk out to join the others.

I notice Newt giving me a concerned look but I avoid it and just sit with Tom.

I don't make eye contact, I just sit there and fill my plate, acting as if there's nothing wrong. But I feel there is something wrong, memories are coming back, only pieces, mainly just the feelings but they're not good, and I know it's going to get worse.