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𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 Blake and Thomas' steamy shower, one of the guards lead the two to a set of doors

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𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 Blake and Thomas' steamy shower, one of the guards lead the two to a set of doors.

Blake's eyes widen as the guard opens the doors, revealing a medical lab.

Microscopes, vials, and medical equipment are everywhere—along with people in white coats. The smell of antiseptic lingers as Blake swallows a lump in her throat, her eyes flickering from one side of the room to the other.

"Thomas? —Blake?" A voice calls from beside them.

Blake turns her head to see a lady walking towards them with a clipboard in her hands. The woman's eyes flickered between the last two gladers.

Blake hesitantly nods, confirming her name as Thomas does the same.

"Okay, follow me." The woman replies as she turns around.

Thomas' eyes glance to Blake's green, silently communicating for her to go first.

Heat rises in Blake's cheeks as she walks ahead of Thomas. A shiver rolls down the girl's spine as she recalls the time they had.

Blake turns her gaze away from the eyes, staring into her own, hiding her blush. The two walk after the woman as their eyes survey around them—doctors and nurses fill the room, testing vials of some sort.

Blake and Thomas come to a halt as the nurse reaches a single seat, "Thomas, wait here—Blake, come with me." The woman's voice startled Blake out of a heat-induced daydream.

Blake's eyes flicker to the boy beside her hesitantly before Thomas sits in the seat. Blake follows the nurse as she leads her to some treadmills Minho is currently running on.

"I'll need you to run for a minute. We're just checking your heart rate." The nurse says, nodding to the treadmills.

Blake's eyes narrow at the nurse before stepping on. "We'll also have a look at that hand after your run." The woman continues

Blake takes a deep breath as the woman leans over, pressing buttons as the treadmill slowly moves. Blake's head slowly turns to Minho as he jogs. His head shakes to the side as he rolls his eyes—showing Blake his annoyance with these people.

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