TMR - Thomas x X-reader fanfiction

Chapter Eighteen

Y/N' POV

"What is this place?" I let my hand gently stroke over the long rail as dust gathers on my fingertips. I walk towards the covered object and pull the dusty white sheet off, revealing a large screen.

"It must be some sort of tech, don't you think?," Minho asks, more to himself than the rest of us.

I quietly walk around between what I'm guessing is more tech-equipment. My slender fingers gently sliding over each and everyone as I'm passing by. I can hear the others talking in the background but for some unexplainable reason my feet seems to know the way around here. I keep slowly walking as I gaze around the room until my eyes land on a fallen stand. It covers a door at the other side of the room. I make my way over there: " can someone give me a hand?"

Thomas and Newt helps me with the stand  and together we manage to clear the blockage. To our surprise the door is slightly open and Thomas gently pushes it further open.

"I'll go first," he states but I'm already inside. I know this place but I can't place it. Where have I seen it before? The room is dark. Nothing but shadows upon shadows that creep up my body and into the room behind me.

"See if you can find a switch or something, I feel blind in here" I say to the others who's standing in the doorframe. I take another step but before I can even comprehend what happens I find myself laying on the floor. "Aish! Typical..." I grab my now aching back and try to get back on my feet. Thomas and Minho breaks out into laughter as I let out a deep sigh.

"It's not that funny, no need to laugh like a hyena" I glare in their direction

"Oh yes it is," they both manage to stutter out between their laughs.

"What even was that?"

"Thin air perhaps, after all you are the queen of clumsiness," Minho says with a smirk on his lips which is slightly lit up by the room with light behind him.

"Ha ha very funny. Now, did you find the light or are you to busy dying over there?" I ask rather annoyed by the pain in my but. I lift my hand to remove a strand of hair that had fallen before my eye but as soon as my hand comes in contact with my skin I notice something odd. A warm thick liquid drips down my cheek.

"Found the light," Minho almost yells and turns it on. The second he does they all stop and look at me with fear visible all over. I look down at my hand and it's tainted red. Blood. I turn around to see what I tripped over and to my own surprise I jump back letting out a scream due the scene in front of me. As I look down my eyes locks with the pair starring back at me. A woman laying in a pool of blood. Her light brown hair tainted by the redness and her brown eyes that stares right through me. They're so cold. Just a faded brown shade, no emotions, no sparkle, no life, they're just... empty. Gone. Her lips have turned blue as well as the rest of her body turned somewhat greyish and her body stiff. She's dead. I take a look around  the surprisingly huge room and to my horror a ton of men and women are lying dead, spread across the room. Some sitting in chairs and others lying on the cold floor. Blood is splattered all over the place painting the otherwise white wall red but my eyes quickly returns to the women in front of me.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn around. My eyes meet Thomas' warm comforting eyes but this time they seem different. Almost like he's... hurting? He wipes away a tear that I didn't realized had fallen on my cheek.

The others start slowly walking into the room, taking in the scene in front of them.

"I... I know her" I stutter out.

"What? How? who is she?" Minho says from the other side.

"I'm not sure. I don't know but I know her. I saw her in my vision."

"I know her too," Thomas says to all of our surprises. I look at him confused but his eyes are fixed on the woman before us.

"What do you mean you know her as well?" but he doesn't answer. Before Minho could ask another question a bright light shimmers from all of the screens and a green light is cast trough out the room. We walk closer towards one of the screens and immediately stops in our tracks.

"But... how? Is that..."

"The glade..."