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The footsteps are growing faster and faster behind me, and suddenly I could hear gunshots, and I was lucky enough to dodge them.
"Stop!"
More footsteps echoing the hall, and then shoot, another gunshot.
"Do not make the mistake we fear you would!"
I ducked the gun shots and locked my sight to the one thing that is going to set me free, I could feel another gunshot, and it bruised my ear as I reached up to touch the tip of my bloody ear. The gunshots kept on going, but yet the voices are slowing. My red hair flying in the wind, stroking against my eyes, blocking my view but, it is too late to do a pony tail right now.
I passed my usual working spot, I could see the faces of my former co-workers and also my best friends, their faces both shocked and confused as I passed them, I know what they were thinking at that moment on, they just couldn't believe I took the risk, they couldn't believe I would do it. But, what's more shocking is how unbelievable they are to not take the chance of being free?
A gunshot, then another gunshot, and then another snapped me out of my thoughts and it sliced the skin on my neck, thankfully.
I looked straight ahead, and all I could see is a box elevator, that is my way out. My way out, and it would be my only way to be free. I sprinted faster, dashing through the gun shots and the voices behind me.
I opened the Box's doors and pushed the button to go straight up, luckily there are no interruptions while I go straight upwards, this is the time that I would set the whole thing right, I would redeem my mistakes. I have to, and I know I will be the one that knows how to do this, I searched for the paper I tucked inside my jeans, The Map, I thought. This is the way I will ever redeem everything, because, I am the one who made The Maze.
I can't lose, I can't let them lose. I am the only chance they have to survive.
My head hits the wall as the elevator turned into a halted stop.
"Oh, Shit!" I hold my head in my arms trying to reduce the pain building inside and then slowly bursting like fireworks. Why does the elevator had to be made out of metal? I could feel myself going unconscious but I forced herself to stay conscious if I would stick to the mission I planned on to do.
As the metal doors above me opened, I didn't hesitate to pull myself up as fast as I can and to waste all the energy I had left to do so, and then I remembered.. I'm the only girl here. I looked around to see around fifty guys staring at me, it is weird because I know each and everyone of them, and yet they don't know who I am.
"Bloody shucks, it's a girl" That british accent, I know that accent anywhere.
"Wow, she's pretty" A boy shouted from the side.
"How old is she?" I could see a boy struggling to see me from the back of the crowd.
"Shut your shuck faces!" The accent, I know the accent anywhere. But, still I can't seem to figure out his name until, it stormed past my brain, I remember everyone that I have watched from the lab, I looked to the side to see Alby, the African leader, I know him and I have watched how he acted, the way he controls things.
I could also see Chuck, the small boy who I have adored for as long as I could remember, and also he is the one that shouldn't be here the most, I have come to realize that I am staring at Chuck, oh boy that boy must be freaked out by now.
"Why are you staring at me?" Chuck raised his eyebrows at me.
Of course I couldn't answer him, I just shook my head and looked down at the ground, thank God I didn't wore my lab coat, I only wore my white long sleeved shirt and jeans.
"I say we put her back in the box" A boy shouted from the back, but I couldn't look back because the British guy is there, I need to remember his name. He is all I could think of saving right now.
There were arguments flying in the air, people saying, "I think we should put her in the box" kind of arguments, and also "I think we should give her a chance" kind of arguments, but I couldn't care less about them, all I need to do is to think this through.
"You guys are bloody loud aren't you?" The accent spoke again, "I say we give her a bloody proper tour because she looked as confused as any other Greenie"
Greenie, I remembered. They call new people, Greenies. I couldn't help but to form a chuckle, and that was a huge mistake.
"Something wrong, Greenie?" Alby walked closer to me.
I couldn't reply him so I just shook my head.
"Well then, Welcome to The Glades!" Alby gestured to the whole space, I don't need the tour from him because I know practically everything. I watch them live, I watch how they talk, act and think. Alby opened his mouth again, "You are really quiet aren't you? Most of the Greenies ask lots of questions during their first day."
I just looked at him, I am fascinated of how everything I have been building and watching are right now standing and surrounding me, I know Alby doesn't expect any questions because clearly he doesn't like answering them, all of the boys here must have been given the tour, and Alby must have been asked the same question over and over again, which may be unpleasant.
"Why you bloody shutting your mouth this whole time, Greenie?" The accent, I know that accent and I know your name, I do know your name.
I turned my head back to face him, the square jaw, the blonde hair, everything. I see him now, the real him, not seeing him through a computer, but seeing him in real life, I opened my mouth, this is it, I have to tell him but at the same time I can't tell him this might endanger myself, so all I could manage out of my mouth was..
"—Newt"
And then I could feel everyone's eyes on Newt and me, I know what they are thinking, and I know this is embarrassing but I couldn't just stay put and act like there's nothing I should do, and probably the rest of my team is trying to destroy me, or maybe they are waiting for me to surprise them, I could feel my eyes getting heavy and my knees getting weak from all the things I had been through just then, my eyes started to slam shut and I could feel my knees fall to the ground beneath me.
"How did you—" Newt's words faded out as everything turned black.
