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I had been running through the maze for a while when I found a way out. I had made it out of the maze and into this facility where a whole bunch of people in white lab coats hurried me along and did a lot of tests on me.

I had been there for roughly a month when I heard the adults talking.

"Do ya think we should send her back?"

"It's obviously killing the others that she's not there."

"What should we do?" I had heard that one a lot.

"I think we should wipe her memory and send her back up through the box." 

"But let's wait a few more months, send up a few more, then send her back up."

Everyone murmured in agreement.

I couldn't let them wipe my memory again, I had learned so much, I had made so many good memories. So for 2 months I planned my escape. 

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