Newt Pov
I wake up suddenly, letting water escape my lungs. I look around, but it's so dark I can barely see. It seems like I'm in some sort of box-like cage, and it's moving up. I put my hands against the cool metal of the wall to steady myself as the lift jolted to life. I look up to see a red light flashing through the cage bars. It's getting closer and closer with every second. I jolt up as the box comes into contact with the doors above. Suddenly, the red light turns green, and the doors above the box open.
Sunlight comes streaming down into the box. I put my hand up to shield my eyes from the sun. I can see about a dozen boys in their early to mid-teens surrounding the box. I can see one make his way through the crowd.
Probably the leader of the group, maybe seventeen and the oldest, wearing a black T-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, and a digital watch. He's a dark-skinned boy with short-cropped hair and a permanent scowl. He opens the doors to the box and jumps in to offer me his hand.
"Come on, Greenie." He says this when I hesitate to take his hand. I finally decide to take his hand and stand up. Considering I have no idea where I am, what's the worst a stranger could do? "Names Alby."
"Where am I?" I ask once we're out of the box. I'm so confused about what's going on. First, I feel like I'm drowning, and then I wake up in a box. Then, the box starts speeding up and crashes into a door.
"Welcome to the Glade!" The boy I had just learned about was Alby.
I can hear the other boys talking and whispering amongst themselves. I can't make out exactly what they're saying, but some voices are clear.
"Why the shuck is he talking like that?"
"I think he's British or something."
"What's your name?" Alby asks me, pulling my attention away from the other boys.
I hadn't realized until now that I don't even remember my name. I don't know where I am or how I got here. Nothing. I can't remember my parents, if I had a sister, or even if there was someone I loved.
"Don't worry, it'll come back to you soon," Alby says, noticing my silence. "Let me give you the tour."
Word Count: 395
A/N: Sorry, this first chapter is short.
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Bloody Limp (NewtxReader)
FanfictionYou work for the World in Catastrophe Killzone Experiment Department, or Wicked for short. After someone you deeply care for and share the feeling of physical pain with gets sent into a maze, you realize what their doing is wrong. In an attempt to s...
