'Instinct is something which transcends knowledge. We have, undoubtedly, certain finer fibers that enable us to perceive truths when logical deduction, or any other willful effort of the brain, is futile.'
{Nikola Tesla}
Nicole is known as the brain...
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Behind every strong, independent woman lies a broken little girl who had to learn how to get back up and never depend on anyone.
——————————————————— Nicole's POV
For a moment everything almost seemed to stop. For a second I couldn't feel, think, or see, or hear. All I could do was move my body forward. My breath hitched as I tried to shake the feeling away, but it stuck to me like glue. Pain rippled through my chest as air suddenly felt so hard to find. Sound came back to me, but it was the second of my own heart beating harshly. Only when I shut my eyes tightly and re-opened them was I thrown back into the hell of the real world.
My body was being thrown between metal walls, bouncing off one just to slam into another. Despite my leg already killing me, I ignored the cramping in it and kept moving forward because I had to. Sometimes when survival is at stake pain doesn't matter. And pain is an old friend of mine, that has stayed by my side longer than the people I know.
Isn't that sad. A voice whispered in my mind. When you get hurt so much, you can dismiss it as it's nothing and say 'I'm used to it'.
The only sound in the vents was the 'slam' of our bodies to the walls or the harsh breaths that each of us tried to grasp. It looked like fear was pushing the air out of the boys too. Thomas wasted no time kicking the shaft out the moment he saw it. "Thomas!" One of his friend exclaimed as he jumped out. Boy, are they in for a shit fest.
"We gotta go, we gotta go right now." I heard Thomas mumble to no one in particular as I jumped out to. "What the hell are you talking about?" His friend snapped as Aris popped out last.
"What do you mean, 'We got to go'?" Newt asked him. I placed a hand on my head as I tried to focus. The dizziness feeling was coming back as I thought about those kids, my friends, WCKD, everything. Everything was just to much.
Thomas continued to mumble incoherent words as he tore the sheets of the bed and moved over to tie them around the door. "What happened in there?" A boy asked. He turned around to face me and Aris. "Aris what happened in there?!" Aris didn't reply, he just fixed his gaze on the ground.
"Nicole?!" The boy asked, looking over at me with begging but freaked out eyes wanting to know what the hell was going on. I tried to answer, but my words only came out as mumbles too. "Th-the kids." I mumbled out the lump in my throat preventing me to raise my voice any louder. I felt my face flush and my eyes water. I wanted to talk, I wanted to tell them what had happened. Damn it, I wanted to scream and yell an avenge them. I wanted to make WCKD feel all the pain I felt. Watching your world crumble day by day. Yet that stupid lump held me back.
