" 𝐴 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 "
In which Aife leads her boys to freedom, with the help of a boy named Thomas.
Iғ Yᴏᴜ Aɪɴᴛ Sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ, ʏᴏU ᴀɪɴᴛ ʜUᴍᴀɴ
丂ㄩ尺ᐯ|ᐯㄖ尺丂
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A blonde woman in a white skin tight dress and a white coat entered a room full of people sitting quietly at a square table. Her heels could be heard clacking against the cool marble floor as she brought a white rag up to her temple and rubbed the remains of red blood off of her pale skin, "Well, I think it's safe to say the maze trials were a complete success. I wasn't expecting so many survivors, but, the more the merrier." She shrugs off her thick coat, holding it out for her assistant to retrieve it from her grasp and she and pressed her fingertips against the cool table top.
"Thomas continues to surprise and impress. And for now, they seem to have taken the bait. It's too soon to say, but, they could be the key to everything. So, let's move forward, it's time now to begin.... phase two." The woman smirked. The others nodded in agreement, except for one man. He wore glasses that rested on the tip of his nose and his hair was slightly balding, his tan skin was sharp against his white lab coat and his slightly sweat coated skin.
He asked a question they were all meaning to ask.
"What about the girl. Aife? She could be a danger to everything," He spoke aloud, " We know what happened last time. She is a threat." His voice was wavering as he fiddled with his thumbs in his lap.
Ava paige averted her gaze to the table before she looked up once more, "Well, I suppose you're right. There is only one thing left to do." The other adults in the room waited for a final response with anticipation.
