𝟢𝟢𝟫，𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
I wake up by the sound of soft rustling, which makes my head throb.
My eyelids feel heavy as I peel them open. The ground below me is hard. My muscles ache against it. 
"Zee," a whisper, almost panicked. Hands shake my shoulders. "Zee?"
"Ow."
The hands stop shaking me. I blink a few times until my vision clears.
I see Minho through strings of ivy. His eyelids are so thick that I can barely see his pupils. Dark circles  shadow below them. His cheeks are sallow. 
"Are you okay?" He whispers. 
I lift my hand to touch my head, but he stops me. "My head hurts."
"Yeah. You got hit by either the wall or that monster. You've been unconscious the whole night."
Peeking past him, my mouth falls open at the sight of daylight. "And you didn't sleep at all, did you?"
"No," he sighs. "I was too... worried— panicked."
Minho moves the ivy away, an exit for me. I crawl out of the tight space as fast as I can. "Where's Gally?" I ask.
He helps me up. My feet are weakly shaking below me. Hunger is gnawing at my insides, along with another dull pain. My whole body hurts from lying on that stone. "Here. I didn't want to risk those monsters seeing us again, so I decided to let him there on his own." 
We walk over to another wall that's completely covered in green plants. Minho, again, moves the strands to the side, revealing the still-unconscious boy.
Another sigh leaves Minho. "That thing slammed him against the wall. He seems to be alive, but barely. We should go back to the Glade. The Doors are open. Help me drag him." 
He wraps his arms around Gally's torso, and I take his ankles in my hands. We're lucky we didn't go far. Just have to pass a few corridors.
"Was that one of the things that attacked George?"
"It did make the same sounds," Minho mutters. "The Maze is enormous, and this is the second time we see it, though. I guess there's just one of them, and that we've been lucky the past weeks."
"Why would it even be in there?"
"I guess they don't want us in the Maze." 
"So you should stop," I state.
"No." He shakes his head, heavily. "It's the only way out."
"You haven't tried climbing up the walls?" 
"Where do you want to go from there? The gaps are too big. You can't jump from wall to wall." 
I look up. Yes, the distance between the walls is big, but it's not impossible. Not with some ladders.