Drifting between light and dark, speckled vision. Fog clouds my mind. People come and go. Whispers, words, unspoken motions. When I try to mumble words, no sound escapes my lips.
"Please wake up, Marcus." An accented voice pleases distortedly.
I am trying, Greenbean. I really am.
"I have to go so, I'll see you later." The words carry across the room and fade away.
Then everything returns to darkness.
A throbbing in my left temple wakes me. Pushing ginger curls from my eyes, I begin to sit up in the bed I had been laid. The sheets fall, from where they had been positioned at my shoulder, to my lap.
The surrounding walls of the Homestead allow light to seep through and cast shadows across the room. Where I sit it shrouded by shadow.
"What's wrong with your head?" someone asks from my left.
"Storms coming." I reply.
"Okay. Good to know." the speaker then steps out of where he stood in shadow.
"Guessing that it's late. If you're here Minho." I lower my hand and push aside the covers so I can pull myself up straighter.
"Yeah. It's been a week since Newt brought you in."
"Really? How is he?"
"He'll be better know that your awake." Minho walks over and sits beside me on the bed. "Right scare you gave us. All of us."
"Even Gally?"
"Even Gally. Don't go doing that again, shank."
"Yes, sir."
"okay. I'm gonna go now and tell Clint and Jeff your awake."
"Alright. See you later."
"See you, Marcus."
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FantasyObviously, anyone familiar with the Maze Runner series knows of A5 or Newt. They also know of Thomas, WICKED, The Glade, The Maze, and so on. But what happened before Thomas came up in the Box? Or in this case what could have happened? So, instead o...
