He didn’t care about the others anymore. The chaos around him seemed to siphon away his humanity, turn him into an animal. All he wanted was to survive, make it to that building, get inside. Live. Gain another day.
It was Minho. His clothes were on fire. With a shriek that sent sharp pains through his head, he fell to the ground next to his friend. He dug into the earth - thankfully loose from the explosion of electricity that had hit it - and shoveled it on top of Minho with both hands, scooping frantically.
“I think it’s safe to say the maze trials were a complete success, It’s too soon to say, but they could be the key to everything. It’s time now to begin phase two.”
“He didn’t care about the others anymore. The chaos around him seemed to siphon away his humanity, turn him into an animal. All he wanted was to survive, make it to that building, get inside. Live. Gain another day.”