"Hey big bro!" I walked into a large room that had wooden table and chairs. Thomas was sitting in one of the chairs. I walked over to him and sat beside him.
   "Hey little sis" he replied than it was black and another image appeared.
   Two men dressed all in black were clutching Thomas' arms trying to pull him to a black van that was in front of our house. Thomas was struggling to get away. One of the men punched him to nock him out ,than they carried him to the van.
   "No!" I screamed trying to run to him but something was holding me back. The vision went dark again than I saw Newt being pulled away by two more men dressed in black.
   "Newt!" I screamed tears pouring down my face "you can't take him too!!" I yelled trying to make the man holding me to let me go.
    "Don't worry Y/N I will find you!" He yelled and the vision went black again.
   My eyes shot opened. I was breathing heavily and cold sweat was running down my face.
I looked around remembering that I had slept by the door so that I would be right here when Thomas and Newt returned.
It was already early morning so the doors should be opening in about ten minuets or so. Plenty of time for me to think about what the heck that dream was. Was it a dream or a vision? Was Thomas really my brother? What was Newt to me? A boyfriend? I guess I would kinda like to think of Newt as a boyfriend. No you wouldn't! I thought mentally slapping myself. You don't like Newt! I yelled at myself in my mind.
Suddenly the doors began to open pulling me from my thoughts. I got out of the sleeping bag as quickly as possible, stood, and darted over to the door.
I scanned the hallway like opening hoping to see them but I couldn't find them anywhere. I was about to run in and look for them when "Y/N! Hey do you see them?" I turned around to see Minho jogging towards me.
"No" I sigh tears threatening to fall but I pushed them away.
Minho sigh "alright I will um I'll keep an eye out for them."
"Alright" I said my heart sinking. It felt as if it sunk anymore it would hit rock bottom and shatter.
Minho turned to the entrance to the maze and was gone with in seconds. I wanted to just curl up into a ball and cry but I knew that today wasn't special, I still had to work so I grabbed the pillow and blanket from the damp grass, put them in me and Newts room, and headed to work.
Work went slow witch sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about Newt and Thomas. Not many people came in witch made the day really hard because I had nothing to take my mind off them.
    The sun was finely going down and Jef told me I could go. I ran out to the door waiting to see Minho with the boys.
   I had been waiting for what felt like forever even though it was only about 3 minuets when I saw Minho and Thomas carrying Newt.  I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
   I helped Thomas and Minho get Newt to the medic hut and watched as they lay his limp body on the bed.
    "What happened?" I asked trying to sound less shaken than I felt.
      "I-I'm not sure..." Thomas began "I heard a yell for help while I was running my section of the maze. The tell had come from Newts section so I made my way over to him as quickly as I could. I assumed it wasn't anything major but when I got there I found Newt laying there unconscious with a huge gash in his side." He finished, averting his eyes from Newts helped state. 
    I looked down at Newt trying hard to focus on my breathing instead of his poorly wrapped side. "What happened to you?" I whispered under my breath. I studied him closely his chest rising and falling rather slowly. His breaths out were rather study but he had to fight hard to breath in. I could hear the quiet wheezes from my place next to him. I let a tear slip from my eyes but quickly wiped it away.
    I let a few more tears slip as I inched closer to him and the wheezes got louder. I scanned his neck for any signs of suffocation by chocking. Sure enough there was a faint blue bruise that stretched around his throat. 
   I reached out to brush my fingers across it when a scene came to my mind.
    In the vision I was standing there my hand against Newts throat. He yelled for help with the little strength he had left than he passed out. I could hear the sound of footsteps against the cold hard concrete getting louder. I removed my hand away from Newts throat. I than pulled out my knife and stabbed hi side. The vision faded away.
    I gasped. That was the exact same dream I had the day Newt got hurt. Strange.
    "What is it?" Minho asked concerned.
     "Oh um...you see this bruise around his neck?" I pointed to the bruise on his neck thinking quickly to cover up that little vision I had. I needed to figure out what that means than I will tell the boys about it.
     "Yeah" the boys said in unison.
     "What about it?" Thomas asked.
     "Listen to his breathing it's uneven. I think that someone was trying to choke him to death than he called for help and his almost killer noticed they didn't have enough time to finish the job and stabbed him to say don't worry I'll be back." I shrugged "just a hunch."
       "Sounds like it could be a pretty accurate hunch" Thomas said. "We will have to ask Newt when he heals and figure out what happened."
      Me and Minho nodded in agreement.
     "Well I'm gunna go get some dinner are you guys coming?" Minho asked.
    "I think I'm gunna stay here and wait for Newt to wake up. Besides I'm not really hungry." I said glancing over at Newt.
     "Are you sure?" Thomas asked.
     "Yup I'm sure" I gave him a weak smile.
     "Okay" Thomas sounded unsure but turned to fallow Minho anyways.
     I sigh than grabbed a few supplies and began cleaning and wrapping the wound. Once that was done I grabbed some pain medication for when he woke up.
     My eyes teared up as I pulled over a chair so I could sit next to Newt. I wanted to be right here when he woke up.