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The next day was strained. The greenie worked a little and that gave her time to think for the plan. It's not something special. I just have to...

The door opened with a crash. Jeff and another boy that she didn't recognise came in the room interrupting her thoughts. They were carrying another very young boy which... was stung from a griever.

''Let's put him here!'' Said Jeff which seemed more like an order. She stood up from a bed for injured and they put the young boy on it. He was breathing very hard.

''What's going on? Who's that?'' she asked scared of the view in front of her.''He's name is Jim. And I think you know what has happened to him." answered Jeff. Yes she had. She had understood from some random boys who were talking about that the other day.

So that's how it looked. To be stung by a griever. Awful.

''What can I help with?'' she asked coming back to the reality.''Hmm... call for Alby. That's impossible. To be stung at day.'' The second sentence he muttered but she heard him clearly enough to understand. Someting wrong was happening.***

''Where's Alby?'' she asked Newt breathless.

''Whoah wait a second. Calm down. Tell me what's going on.'' he stood up from a table eating his lunch.

''I don't have time. Where's Alby?'' she shouted at him angry. What's going on with that person? Is he crazy? To delay me with his stupid questions in the middle of something so important?

''Okay, he's over there but...'' he pointed at a table. She ran to it before he could finish his thoughts.

''Alby! Come! Faster!'' she pulled his arm.

''What's going on?" he asked while they where going past Newt who just shrugged.

''A boy has been stung by a griever.'' when the girl said that Alby opened his eyes wide and then started running behind her as fast as he could to the infirmary.***

''What's going on?'' she asked when Alby got out from the room.

''I can't tell you.''

''Are you shucking kidding me?! First you don't wanna make me a runner, and now when I'm a med-jack you can't tell me what's going on with my job?!''

''Yup. Look you finally understand! You are free to the end of the day. But tomorrow you come to work like every day.''

When Alby left she wanted to punch something. No, to punch someone. It wasn't even 2 o'clock when she decided. That's my time. I have to do this. No other chance. She walked to the south door of the maze and looked at it. Then she checked if someone didn't look at her. The girl sighed. No one has to understands. Just to feel. And she fastly ran into the maze.