NEPENTHE - Maze Runner , Minho

002 - 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

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SUDDENLY, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar yet futuristic place. She sat up and looked around, trying to figure out where she was.

Upon searching for several minutes, she noticed a door behind her that was not there when she first woke up. But the more she walked closer to the door, the more farther it felt.

She continued walking until she finally reached the door, At first she was hesitant, contemplating if she was going to open the door or not. When she finally decided to open the door, she saw flashing lights that forced her to close her eyes. Her eyes widened in horror as opened it she stumbled upon the grim scene, her breath catching in her throat.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she struggled to comprehend the sight before her, overwhelmed by the bodies who were lifeless, surrounding her. With a mix of disbelief and revulsion, she stood frozen, unable to look away from the haunting of lifelessness.

The room was full of lifeless bodies.

She heard something open but before she could catch a glimpse of the person who came in, she heard a startling noise, before she could make up what kind of noise it was. A bullet pierced through her skin, which made her wince in pain.

The "person" who shot her, walked to where she was. The person looked down at her and she looked back at the person who was staring at her.

"Who are you?" she asked.

No answer.

Her vision started to blur, and before even realizing it, the person started choking her. She held the person's wrist and tried to stop them from choking her to death, she was about to run out of breath when the person suddenly spoke.

"WCKD is good."

"It is all your fault,"

"You made this maze."

"You were one of us."

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A gasp left her mouth as her body jolted upwards, breathing heavily her heart raced, pounding against their chest as they tried to shake off the terrifying scene she just saw. The relief washes over her slowly, as she realizes it was just a dream.

or was it?

Yet, the images of those breathless bodies linger, haunting her thoughts as she tries to steady her breath and calm her racing mind. She looked around and saw that she was still in the same spot she was a few hours ago, but it was already dark. By the time all of them are already asleep.

A male voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Hm?"

She looked up to see Minho standing there, his hair a messy bedhead.

"What are you doing out here so early?" he asked.

Confused, she looked at her watch. Which was the only thing she got here with. "What do you mean? It's not that early."

"It's 4 a.m. You don't usually wake up this early. Did something happen?"

"What? No," Lana replied,

She stood up and brushed off the dirt from her clothes.

"I'll get ready."

"You better," Minho grumbled as he walked away.

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