She was running through the desert, full speed, with hot wind in her hair. There was nothing on the horizon. No mountains, buildings, cars, planes, or trains off in the distance, just dry tan dirt with waves of heat going up. A loud screech sounded behind her. She focused ahead, knowing the type of monster that chased behind. Suddenly mud sucked her feet underground, trapping her in place. The monster roared hungrily as it saw its prey stop. She screamed. The Monster neared. She twisted and turned with every effort to free herself of the mud that was sucking her further and further down. The thunderous scuttle of eight legs stopped at the edge of the quick sand and the monster screeched once more. The girl turned, faced the mutated creature made of animal, insect, and machine. Her mouth hung agape to scream in terror, but not a sound came out.
Teresa shook her feverishly then, "Poppy! Poppy wake up!" she yelled at her.
Sweat and tears of terror poured down Poppy's face as Teresa snapped her awake. Her breathing was quick and irregular, panic pumped through her heart, and the undeniable sensation of sick began to pile in her stomach.
"It was just a nightmare," Teresa cooed to her, "you don't look so good though. I'll take you to the Medical Wing, come on."
"T-th-there was a spider," Poppy tried to push out while gulping breaths. "I was in-in the desert. There was n-no no one."
"You're ok," Teresa said as she put an arm around Poppy's waist and helped her out of her sweat soaked bed. "There are no spiders."
Poppy leaned more and more on Teresa as she helped her down the halls and through the dark facility. Fear and panic from the nightmare started to ware off and was being replaced with nausea and fatigue. "I don't feel good," Poppy muttered, clutching her stomach.
"Almost there, Poppy." Teresa muttered nervously.
The lights in the hallways were out or dimmed, giving the building a dull ominous feel. As they walked, Poppy became less able to stand or move her legs properly. Something's wrong, she thought. They had passed the hall for the Medical wing two turns ago, and she could feel the panic building in Teresa.
"Where-?" Was all that came out of Poppy's mouth as Teresa dragged her forward. Her mind and body starting to completely disconnect.
Teresa snapped, "Shut it." She whispered irritated.
Poppy's mind became anxious as her vision blurred completely, and her body became completely unresponsive. She heard the swing of a door open. Tereasa heaved Poppy a few steps into the dark room and then let her fall heavily to the ground. Poppy's head caught a sharp corner in the darkness, and she let out a yelp of pain.
"Shut up." Teresa hissed angrily again, giving her a swift kick in the side. "If they're going to kill or rape a girl on site, I want to know about it before I get sent up." She muttered through clenched teeth.
Poppy rolled onto her back and groaned at the grogginess and pain. Teresa's comment was making less sense with every passing moment. Something is wrong, her mind persisted through the fog. Get up! It urged her, getting further away. RUN! But Poppy's body slumped unconscious to the cold tile, and darkness escorted her into another nightmare.
Hello! So, I'm new to the Maze Runner series (just finished reading the books!) and couldn't help but want to make a little fan-fiction on an idea I had. I feel like the attitudes toward a girl from a group of boys that hadn't seen one their entire lives (from their knowledge) was a bit too tame. This will be a short, violent-ish (but nothing too crazy!) story, Enjoy!