My legs are weak from all of the time I've been laying down but I keep running anyway.

"Alby!" I call out but the screams covers Alby even if he did call out to me.

I look around trying to find him but I still can't see me.

"Come on Alby..." I say to myself and run trying to find him again.

Someone knocks me down and sends me crashing down to the ground. I wince as I fall on my hands and look up.

Alby has pushed me over in the intention of saving me from a griever. I didn't see it and he did.

He saved me.

I scream as the griever stings him and he falls to the ground.

The tears in my eyes threaten to spill as I get up and run back to the gathering hall.

It seems farther away then it really is and it seems like it takes me forever for me to get there but I get there and collapse into Thomas's arms.

Holding it together is harder then I thought it would and I decide not to hold it in, and just cry. As I'm crying Thomas is rubbing my back and trying to calm me down.

"H-He died sa-saving me." I say through choked sobs and all he does is rub my back.

"He died the way he wanted to die. He didn't want to go back...he died knowing he wouldn't..." He says softly and I don't say anything.

Screams are still echoing and people keep running in to find shelter. The metal clicking gets close and then goes away. There has to be a reason for that...the creators want people alive...they don't want everyone dead.

"You're okay, I'm okay and so is Thomas. We're all going to be okay. They won't kill us, they want a certain group of people alive and together. They aren't going to kill us." I hear a voice in my head say and I freeze, tensing up.

Teresa.

I look around and I can't find her. She's nowhere to be seen. I hope she made it to the box, she can't be taken. Even though she says she won't I don't believe it.

"Thomas, where's Teresa?" I ask softly and it's his turn to look around.

"She must be in the box." He says and I nod.

She has to be safe. We need to be safe.

The ones that know each other, the ones who need to stick together. The ones who are naturally outcasted.

Everyone stays silent for minutes, but it feels like hours.

The screams die down and some carry on but they're getting farther away, like they're being dragged...dragged into the maze.

Thomas looks at me and then looks at Newt.

Newt nods at him and walks towards the door and opens it. He takes a step out and looks around more.

Everyone is watching him as he limps out slowly.

"It's clear..." He says as he walks farther out in the direction of the box.

I separate from Thomas and walk out.

It's destroyed. Everything is destroyed.

The homestead is smashed to pieces, the infirmary laying next to it in the same fashion. Crumpled, and totally crushed.

"Amelia!" Thomas calls me and I whip around to see someone running at me with their arms outstretched, their hands ready to wrap around my throat.

Unlike the Ben situation I know what to do now. As soon as he gets close enough, I wrap my arms around his and slam the heel of my hand up, breaking his nose. After that I knock his feet out from under him and let go if his arms as he falls.

Thomas is next to me as I look down at the person who tried to attack me.

Already out of breath, I stumble back and turn around running a hand through my hair.

"You're alive?" He asks from the ground, trying to stop his nose from bleeding.

"No thanks to you." I say softly looking back at him.

"How are you alive?" I ask and he looks at me, blood covering one hand.

"Because of you." He says.

Everybody looks at me and I just look at him.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask and he let's out a muffled laugh.

"Thanks to you I was put into this glade and because of you, I'm still alive." He says and stands up, walking over to me.

I see Thomas flinch as of ready to grab him but I give him a signal to calm down and wait.

The person walking over to me looks back and Thomas and then back at me.

"Oh! So you two are in love! That's why you muttered I'm alive when you got to the maze doors. As to almost tell him you were alive." He says and laughs again. He walks up to me and looks down at me.

"You are going to die Amelia, you and Thomas, and the girl, and everyone else. Because you didn't stay away from that shank." The boy says taking his hand away from his nose and punching me with it.

The sting hurts, but blood spatters all over the left side of my face and neck. I fall to the ground and I see spots as I try and hold back the tears..

I look up at see Thomas beating the shit out of Gally.