Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Dangerous Mission

Just before the gates were about to close, Frypan prepared a last meal to get everyone through the night.During the meal, everyone was on tenterhooks, and their fear made them listless and extremely gloomy.Thomas sat next to Chuck, sipping absently. "So...Thomas," said the little boy with a mouthful of mashed potatoes, "what is my name based on?" Thomas couldn't help shaking his head—at the critical moment when everyone was about to start the most dangerous mission in their lives, Chuck suddenly became curious about the origin of his name. "I don't know, maybe Darwin, the guy who came up with the theory of evolution."

"I bet no one ever called him dude." Chuck took another big gulp, looking as if he was thinking about when to talk, his mouth full, "you know, I really don't Not scared. I mean, the last few nights, sitting in the living quarters, waiting for the monsters to come in and take one of us, was the worst thing I've ever done. Now at least we're going to face them, try Do something, at least..." "At least what?" Thomas asked.He couldn't believe that Chuck wasn't scared at all, and it was almost heartbreaking to watch him feign bravery. "Well, everyone's guessing they'll only kill one person. Maybe I'm a fool for saying that, but it gives me a lot of hope. At least most of them will survive - only one unlucky one will die. It's better than us all dying."

It made Thomas sad to think that everyone had hoped that only one person would die. He didn't believe it at all.The creators know the whole plan—they might reprogram the monsters.Even so, it's better to have a false hope than nothing. "Maybe we can all escape if we all go to war." Chuck stopped stuffing his mouth and studied Thomas. "Do you really mean that, or do you just want to please me?" "We can do it." Thomas took the last bite of his food and took a swig of water.He had never felt like a liar in his life.Someone was going to die, and he could only do his best to make sure Chuck wasn't one of them, and Teresa. "Don't forget my promise, you can still continue with your plan."

Chuck frowned. "That's a big deal — I keep hearing people say that the world out there is a mess." "Hey, maybe, but we'll find people who care about us—just wait and see." Chuck stood up. "Well, I don't want to think about it," he announced, "just get me out of the maze, and I'll be a happy man." "Excellent," Thomas agreed. The commotion at the other tables caught his attention. Newt and Alby were calling the Glademen to let them know that it was time to go.Alby looked about as normal as ever, but Thomas was still worried about the guy's state of mind.From Thomas' point of view, Newt is in charge now, but he can get unruly at times.

The cold fear and panic that had gripped Thomas for the past few days swept over him again.And just like that, they set off.Trying not to think about what to be afraid of, just to act, he clutched his backpack.So does Chuck, and they head for the west gate that leads to the cliff. Thomas saw Minho and Teresa discussing something near the left side of the gate. The two were studying the hastily planned plan of entering the escape code after entering the will-o'-the-wisp hole. "Are you ready?" Minho asked after they approached, "Thomas, this is all your idea, it better work. Otherwise, I'll kill you before the monster kills you."

"Thank you," Thomas said.But he couldn't get rid of the twisted feeling in his heart.What if he was somehow wrong?What if the memories he recovers are false?Maybe it's implanted?The thought terrified him, and he simply stopped thinking about it.There is no turning back. He looked at Teresa, who was dangling from side to side and twisting her hands. "Are you okay?" he asked. "I'm fine," she replied with a slight smile, but it was clearly not at all, "just a little nervous about the thought of getting things done." "Amen, sister." Minho said.Thomas thought he looked the calmest, the most confident and the most daring.This made Thomas very envious.

After gathering everyone and Newt asking for silence, Thomas turned his attention to what he was about to say. "There are forty-one of us now." He tugged on the pack slung over his shoulder and lifted a thick wooden club with a barbed wire tip.That thing looked absolutely deadly. "Make sure you all get your weapons. Other than that, no more annoying talk - you all know the plan. We're going to fight our way to the Will-o'-the-Woman's Hole, where Tommy will enter his magical A little code and we can get justice from the creator, it's that simple." Thomas didn't listen much to him, watching as Alby moved sullenly aside, away from the crowd.Alby looked down at the ground, tugging at the tie on his tie.He carried a barrel full of arrows on his shoulder.Alby's mood swings made Thomas worry that he was going to screw everything up, and he was determined to keep Alby in check as long as he could.

"Shouldn't someone say something pep?" Minho asked, drawing Thomas's attention away from Alby. "Come on," Newt replied. Minho nodded and faced the crowd. "Be careful, everyone," he said dryly, "don't die." Thomas would have laughed if he could, but he was too scared to laugh. "Great, we're inspired," Newt replied, then pointed to the maze, "You all know the plan. We've been treated like rats for two years, and tonight we're going to stand up. Tonight we're going to Creators are fighting back, no matter how hard it gets, we're going to get there, Griever better watch out tonight."

Someone cheered, and then others started to cheer too.After a while, roars and battle cries erupted from the crowd, and the volume continued to increase, filling the entire sky like thunder.Thomas felt a surge of courage in him—he seized it, held on to it, and drove it bigger.Newt was right.Tonight, they must fight.Tonight, they must resist and end it all at once. Thomas is ready.He roared with the rest of the Glademen.He knew they should have kept quiet instead of attracting more attention, but he let it go, the game was on. Newt thrust his weapon high into the sky, calling out, "Creators, listen up! Here we come!"

With this roar, he turned and ran towards the maze, and no one saw him faltering.The sky in the labyrinth is gray and dark, and it looks even darker than in the clearing, full of shadows.Everyone surrounded Thomas, still excited, running after him with weapons in hand, even Alby.Thomas followed, between Teresa and Chuck, holding a large wooden spear with a knife strapped to the tip.A sudden sense of responsibility to his friend nearly overwhelmed Thomas—making it difficult for him to run, but he kept going, determined to win. You can do it, he thought, as long as you reach the will-o'-the-wisp hole.