I have no idea where I am. It's too dark to really see anyone, but I can pick out some of my friends' voices.
I can hear Harriet's light voice drift above the others and I make my way through the crowd to find her.
People bump into me left and right, but eventually I make my way to the others from group B. Sonya notices me first. She rushes up to me and hugs me.
"Oh my God, Amelia! I've been worried sick! Where the hell were you?" She asks.
"Where was I? Where were you?" I say, looking around at the others. "Is everyone here?"
Sonya shakes her head. "No. We still need to find Marie and Diane." Harriet walks up to us.
"Any of you sticks know what's going on?" She asks, glaring at me. I raise my hands to the side of my face defensively.
"If I knew, I would tell you!" I say. "Besides, why would I know?"
Harriet crosses her arms. "I don't know... you are the Genius."
My hand automatically finds the spot on my neck where the tattoo appeared a couple weeks ago. It read "Property of WICKED: B10, 'The Genius'."
"Look. I have no idea where I go that nickname. I'd rather you stop calling me that and help us figure out what's happening." I say.
Just as I say this, a bright light fills the room. I look over at the source and see several people standing in a doorway.
About 3 unfamiliar men stand in the middle, and Thomas and Brenda are off to the side.
"Listen up, Munies. 'Cause I'm only gonna say this once!" The man in the middle shouts, causing the rest of us to jump.
"If you didn't already know, y'all are special people called 'Immunes' or 'Munies'. Y'all are very valuable to us because organizations like WICKED are willing to pay good money for you.
So, without protest, you are all going to make your way outside. There, we are going to load you into the vans, and then to a Burg.
If any of you disagree," he holds up a gun, "you won't find yourself ever leaving this room."
I squint into the crowd, trying to locate the others from group A. But the room is too dark. And now it's too loud.
Cries of protest arise after Vince's awful speech. I really hope his threat to shoot them is false. I know for a fact that Minho won't go along with this whole plan.
I also know that Thomas wouldn't survive without him.
"Brenda!" I hear someone call from the crowd. I strain my eyes to adjust to the darkness and see Amelia emerge from the group of people.
"Amelia!" I exclaim, giving her a huge hug. "Where are the others?" I ask.
She points behind her. "Somewhere back there. I had to talk to you." I look around. It's hard to hear her over the screams of protest.
"Not here." I say, dragging her outside. Vince grabs my arm.
"Where are you going?" He asks.
"Uh... we're gonna wait for the other Munies in the van." I say, walking towards the van. Vince looks me over but lets me go. I open the back. "Get in.
But be quiet; we don't want to wake him up."
Amelia looks at me questioningly. "Wake who u-"
"Shhhh!" I shush her, pointing to the passenger seat. "If there's anything I learned from being in the Scorch, it's that you should never wake a sleeping crank."
She crawls into the van, me close behind her. She looks at Newt passed out in the seat and gasps.
"Is that...?" She whispers. I nod.
"We picked him up in the city. He was with the other cranks, but wasn't as far Gone. 'Kept begging Thomas to kill him, but he knocked him out and took him with us instead." I say.
Amelia looks sadly back at him. "Why is he tied up like a prisoner? That looks extremely uncomfortable."
I sigh. "He already tried to kill Vince. We can't risk him killing anyone else." I turn to look at her. "So... what is it you had to talk to me about?"