Everbloom ღ Newt TMR²

2. Pale Blue Door

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The three boys couldn't believe what they had just heard. Sister? Aris had a sister, and he thinks that they know where she is? Let alone who she is?

"What?" Thomas inquired of Aris.

The boy licked his lips in slight frustration. "In one of my memories, I was alone in a room with this girl, and we were talking, laughing. I couldn't move though, it was like I was watching a live action replay of the moment, or something like that. Anyway, bit later, a woman walked in. She was dressed in all white, looked pretty strict. She had light blonde hair as well, don't know if that helps."

The boys took a moment to take in what Aris had said. Something the boy had said, struck a cord with Thomas. The woman that Aris said had walked in, she sounded like the woman he had seen in his memories.

"Nothing?" Aris questioned, but none of the Glader boys replied. "Whatever. So, when she came in, she started talking to us. Weird thing was, she didn't speak directly to the girl, she used me like some, stick communicator. She asked me if my sister was ready to enter he Trials. I looked at the girl and she nodded, so I said yes.

After I had the memory, I went through all the girls from my Maze in my head, and she was definitely not one of them. So, my sister had to have been in your Maze."

Newt, Minho and Thomas thought for a moment. They had only ever had three girls in their Maze. Lori, then Teresa, and finally Clara.

"Do you remember her name?" Thomas asked quietly.

"No" he sighed. "I've tried so hard, but I can't remember for the life of me."

None of the boys knew what to say. Newt unwillingly searched the room, until his eyes found Clara on the other side of the room. Could his sister be Clara? Deep down, Newt wanted it to be her. Better than telling him, that if it's Teresa, she missing. Or even worse, if it's Lori, that's she gone forever.

"Well, what'd she look like? Your sister, not the chick in the white coat." Minho's voice was softer than usual. He was thinking the same thing as Newt, he must have wanted it to be Clara also.

Newt remember hearing across the room, that Clara was 'Group A, Subject A11, the Catalyst.' Strange, but no more than their usual everyday strange.

Aris took a few minutes to remember and picture the girl in his memories. He didn't want to get any detail wrong, so that he could find his sister, and be reunited.

But, when you think about it, he's kind of meeting her, because the only memory Aris has of her, is the one where they're laughing and enjoying each other's company. Before the woman in white took her away. Aris could only conclude, that the blonde haired woman worked for WICKED. It seemed it be the only reasonable explanation of why she spoke of the Trials.

"Okay, um, she was a bit shorter than me. I think her hair was long, but it was hard to tell because she had it in plaits. Her hair was an auburn, orange color, much lighter than my hair. Her eyes; her eyes were wide, and a forest green mixed with hazel, they weren't exactly just one color. He skin was quite pale as well, as if they had kept her inside that building most of her life. That's all I can remember."

That was Lori down to a tee, and all the boys knew it. And that's what hurt Newt the most. This kid was going to be a constant reminder of the girl who he loved. A girl he would never see again.

No one said anything. They didn't know what to say. Nothing seemed like the right response at that moment.

Aris grunted in exasperation, "None of you have spoken in, like, five minutes. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm going to guess that there's something you're not telling me. So, either you tell me, or I'm going to start asking around, see if anyone else recognizes her."