'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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Death is peaceful, it's easy Life is harder
————————————————— Third Persons POV:
"Good plan, Thomas. 'Just hear what the man has to say'. Really working out for us."
"Oh, shut up, Minho." Thomas snapped back. He would have sent a glare over to him, but the position he was in he couldn't really turn around to do it.
Blood rushed to Thomas head as he hung upside down by rope tied around his ankles, just like everyone else.
Newt swung slightly around by his rope and caught a glimpse of Nicole. Her leg was still actively bleeding and now it was rolling down her clothes because of her position.
"Nicole? Nicole?" Newt whispered to her, noticing her eyes were closed.
The brunettes eyes opened slightly before she let out a painful groan.
"Nicole, how are you doing?" The blonde asked with concern soaking his words.
"Well, Newt my blood is currently dripping into my right eye, blinding me. I am constantly dropping in and out of consciousness from the extreme loss of blood. And in the unlikely chance of making it out of here alive, my leg has the 80 percent chance of being totally paralyzed. So I'm just peachy." Nicole said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, that's nice." Minho said.
"The worst of it is that they took my bag." Nicole growled looking over to see her bag lying on the floor in the corner.
"That's seriously what you're worried about!?" Minho snapped at her from across the room.
"Yes! It only has literally every necessary to not only live, but to live in comfort and safety." Nicole explained.
"Guys! Focus! We have more important matters than a bag." Thomas said making Nicole's mouth fall agape.
"Did you literally not listen to a word I said." She growled to herself.
"Maybe I can reach the rope." Thomas said optimistically before he tried to pull himself up and grab the ropes binding his feet together. It was sort of enjoyable for Nicole to watch.
"Enjoying the view." Jorges voice echoed off the empty walls as the man appeared from the shadows.
"Not anyone." Nicole grumbled from her spot at the sight of the man. Earning a snort from Minho who heard.
