Prologue

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I can't breathe. Water replaces the air once in my lungs. I can't see. Darkness covers my eyes. I am awake. I just can't see anything. I can't move. It's like I'm awake but my body isn't. I hear footsteps. Very close and near me. Maybe even next to me. I feel pairs of hands on my back and arms. People. Guards. Carrying me to my doom. To the end. My end. The thing I've been dreading for as long as I could remember. Now, I won't be able to remember anything.

This thought makes my body click awake and my eyes snap open. I see I'm being carried down the familiar white hallway. I start thrashing and screaming as loud and hard as I can. "No! I won't let you do this you cocksucking bastards!" I yell at the top of my lungs. So loud my throat goes dry. I punch all around me, trying my best to fight and defend myself, but it's no use.

I can already see the blonde in the familiar white coat coming towards me, a needle at hand, ordering the guards to grab and detain me. I accept my fate as I feel my knees go weak and my eyes starting to droop. I was going into the Maze and there's nothing I can do to prevent it from happening.

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