Her ears filled with the sound of her own heartbeat, thrumming and beating against her chest. Her breathing was getting uncontrollable, so much so that she stopped with her hands on her knees and her head bent towards the floor.
"I've made it this far. Come on Eden, you can do this. You have to." Eden whispered, willing herself forward.
"You have to. For Newt." His face pushed its way to the front of her memory so that she could even recall the green specks in his eyes and the slight tug of his smile. Newt was the only thing Eden had left and she was determined to bring him back to her. Even if that meant sneaking into WICKED. Eden bent down to tighten the laces of her boots before she stood and assessed her surroundings. She noted the bleached white walls, humourless and sad in their blankness. She also noted the polished tiles that were cleaned to perfection to mask any attempt of struggle that these corridors would have seen. It was still and eerily quiet. Eden heard nothing, no one walking, no one working and definitely no conversation. The only sound she picked up was the blinking of a near camera. That's when the realisation dawned on her. A camera! She was already being watched!
"Stupid bloody mistake!" She yelled to herself as she frantically turned for a place to hide. This time when she looked the walls weren't humourless and blank like she thought. They were laughing menacingly at her, because they knew that the corridors held no secret place. There was no refuge here. The blinking continued tracking Eden and the noise increasing with the pace of her walk. bleep. bleep. bleep. Faster and faster until she was running and yet the camera's were suddenly everywhere, one step behind her. Bleepbleepbleep they continued until suddenly they were matched with the harsh sound of boots on tiles. Eden had no idea where they came from and her one look thrown over her shoulder couldn't tell her either. Her vision was filled with the uniforms charging at her and gaining ground, quickly. There must have been a dozen of them at least and every single one of them held a gun. This is it. She thought to herself as she felt her legs betray her. Each footstep fell slower than the last until she was hit. I'm sorry Newt was the last coherent thought that crossed her mind before it was bombed with pain. Eden fell hard to the floor her arms reaching to the burning in her back as she spasmed her check crushed against the cold hard floor.
"Good job this one isn't a runner, eh?" One of the uniforms said with laughter coating each of his words whilst his boot dug into her side. He kicked hard then, the connection with her rib made obvious with a loud crunching sound.
"Well certainly not now Gib!" Another said, again to a chorus of laughter. Eden couldn't understand. A runner? What are they talking about? Where are they? Where's Newt? These thoughts ran through her mind until more pain interrupted. She was being hauled up by her arms and unceremoniously thrown over someone's shoulders. Non of her questions were answered. The last words she heard only magnified her fear so much so that she welcomed the blackness that passing out would give her. She heard: "Lets take her to Ava Paige."
A/N: First ever Maze Runner fanfic and I really hope you like it! If you read please please review! Have a good day/night :)