in which the boy with familiar brown eyes saves cleo and the rest of the gladers from the cage they were stuck in for years
&& cleo tries to bring back her memories in order to remember what thomas actually meant to her
THOMAS X CLEO
the maze runn...
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nothing good starts in a getaway car; ❛ POISONOUS CURE ❜ ❝ Good first day? ❞
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People say that a person is not likely to remember the first four to five years of their life. The beginning of their lives is a blurry memory that barely holds any meaning to them.
Because they were barely people back then. They were babies, children, who could only crawl and speak. They had no complex emotions, only anger, sadness, and happiness. They held no opinions of their own and their undeveloped mind protected them from how terrifying the real "grown-up" world was.
The eighteen-year-old boy in the dark metal box did not remember the previous eighteen years of his life. He did not remember his late childhood, his parents, his friends...hell, he did not even remember his own name.
But he did remember one name.
Cleo.
His mind was blank and the only word there was that name. He did not know who it belonged to or who that person was to him. But he knew that his head spun when he opened his mouth to mutter the name.
"Cleo."
The boy was in a box that was traveling upward at a fast pace. His heart started beating when he looked around and realized that he was alone and had no idea where he was going.
His chest rose and fell as rapid and panicked breaths escaped his mouth. He was on his hands and knees, looking around with wide eyes.
He placed one of his hands on a box so he could stabilize himself while getting up. He stood on his feet like a deer on ice while the box slash elevator shook.
Then, there was a noise coming from the box next to him. His breath hitched and he got on his knees to look inside only to see an angry pig staring back at him. He gasped and pushed himself away from it, only to fall on his ass.
He got back on his feet and slammed his fists against the metal roof of the box. "Hey! Hey! Help me! Help!"
He was terrified. He had no idea who or where he was so he could not even help himself. The dark-haired boy threw himself back on the floor when he realized that the boy was reaching some sort of wall. At first, he was scared that there was where everything ended. He was proven wrong when a red light shined on him and the box stopped.
He panted and tried to catch his breath when the light turned off and the roof above him opened.
He was hit by broad daylight and the change in brightness caused his eyes to grow sensitive. He lifted his arm in the air to shield his eyes from the Sun.
The crowd of boys around him was blurry but he noticed that there were around thirty of them. A couple of boys laughed and whispered amongst each other while one boy jumped into the box, landing directly in front of him.
