"Hey," A voice called from behind. Currently I was sitting on a log looking at the grass-thinking of my new life that had started over three weeks ago.A smile lit up on my face, seeing it was Thomas. He sat beside me on the log, taking in the scenery of the woods as well. "Hey," I smiled.
We sat in peaceful silence, continuing to observe the nature around us.
"So...have you remembered anything else?" He questioned.
I sighed, "No. Just my name, and a few bits and pieces of my family." He simply nodded, looking down. "I'm sorry," I apologized.
Thomas had informed me a few weeks ago, we were in a serious relationship before he was placed inside of the Glade.
We had dated for a few years, and I made him promise that he would try his best not to forget me and he didn't. Unfortunately, I did.
Once I had arrived in the Glade, Thomas thought our relationship would continue where it left off-but it's kind of hard to when every memory I have of us is gone.
I still find him attractive and I wouldn't mind having a relationship with him, but I couldn't imagine how he feels. He comes into this hellhole being in love with a girl, remembering everything about her- and I come in seeing him as nothing but a stranger.
"It's fine...we'll work through this." He assured, grabbing ahold of my hand.
THE NEXT MORNING
The next morning had rolled around, and Thomas and Minho had set off on their run. I watched as they ran into the maze, and I looked around making sure no one was watching me.
Even though it was completely idiotic- I had planned to enter in the maze and get stung by a Griever.
They say once you do you get some memories back, and I was hoping that once getting stung I would get some memories of me and Thomas.
Once making sure I was completely in the clear, I walked into the maze and looked around as I did so. I took off into a run making sure no one could see even a shadow of me, and once I was sure I was far enough inside- I slowed down to a walk.
Minutes after minutes had passed, and not a Griever in sight. I knew they were more common at night, but at times they do come out in the day- I think.
What felt like hours had passed, when I realized I was completely lost.
"Thomas!" I called, hoping he'd hear me and guide me home. "Minho!" I shouted, hoping someone would come and find me. "Other one's?!" I exclaimed, not knowing the other runners name's.
No one had responded, and seconds later a loud inhuman scream occurred. My eyes widened, recognizing it as a Griever.
Within seconds, the owner of the inhuman sound stood before me.
It released a loud screech once again, as I took off in a sprint.
At first the idea of getting stung was great, but then after coming face to face with one of those things- I changed my mind.
My small legs were no match for the big spider machine thing, and within seconds I felt a needle prick into my neck.
I released a painful scream due to the burning sensation, and then hit the ground.
Everything around me became a blur, as purple blotches soon clouded my vision- then turning my world black.
Within moments- multiple memories began hitting me at once:
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