I roll my eyes, sticking my tongue out behind his back. "Goodnight shanks." I say, closing my eyes.
"Goodnight." they both say before we all fall asleep.
___________________I slowly open my eyes, rubbing the remainders of sleep from them. But instead of waking up to the soft golden glow of the rising sun all throughout the Glade, I wake up in a dark forest, the only light coming from the moon as it shines down and casts shadows.
I sit up on my elbows and glance around, noticing that I'm lying in a circular clearing of trees. The grass that I'm sitting on is damp, causing the bottom of my pants and my elbows to get wet.
I quickly get up, not wanting my clothes any wetter than they already were, before look at my surroundings. The forest is misty, only allowing me to see a couple yards in front of me, and the trees look like shadows.
As I stare off into the trees, I see a light about fifty yards away, it's a dull glowing light and as soon as I see it, it disappears. The only thing I can think of is that I'm in the deadheads and this is some kind of prank the boys are pulling to scare me.
Shaking my head, I slowly walk in the direction I just saw the light. "Hello?" I call out, playing along with the boys' games. "Is anyone out there?"
There's no response.
"Wow, I really hope no one's out there trying to scare me!" I somewhat play into their joke. Maybe they'll give up and come out if they figure out I know they're up to this.
I wait a couple seconds before going on with my helpless girl act. "I'm so scared! I hope nothing happens-" I stop, staring out into the forest as the light comes back, only this time it's closer.
I frown, walking forward towards the light to catch whoever is shining it, but the light just goes out again, stopping me in my tracks.
"Okay guys. Waking up in the middle of the forest has been fun and all, but I'd really like to go back to my hammock and sleep." I say, loud enough so that whoever is out there can hear me.
But there's still no response.
If this is Minho and Newt I swear I'll personally kill those shanks.
I suddenly whip around after hearing branches rustling behind me, the sound coming from the very edge of the clearing I'm in.
When I turn around towards the noise I see the light again, only this time three more pop up."Guys?" I question hesitantly, really wanting them to just jump out and laugh at how scared I was, so this could all be over.
I back away from the lights before all of them but one suddenly go out. The one still flashing starts to blink, on then off, on then off, on then off. My eyes widen as the branches start to rustle again and a figure walks out of the bushes, everything but his face is visible.
"Hello?" I ask, backing up. "Who are you?"
The figure says nothing but looks up at me. I can tell it's a boy, about the same age as me, his hair is matted and his clothes are dirty and torn. His hands begin clenching and unclenching at his sides, still staring at me with unseen eyes.
Without warning, the figure suddenly sprints at me.
I scream, quickly dodging him before he could tackle me to the ground. I don't even look behind me as I sprint away, into the dark forest, but by the sound of his rapid footsteps, I know he's right behind me.
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FanficY/n is the third person to come up into the Glade. She can't remember anything before waking up in the box and neither can the two boys who pull her out. After three years of the same thing, Thomas comes up and does what no Glader has ever done bef...