Nick sat alone in some kind of interrogation room, there was a metal table in front of her and a one way mirror on the wall. She leaned back against the chair, her head slightly tilted as she kept her gaze upon the security camera. There was a loud beep before the door slid open and Janson walked inside with a clipboard.
“Nicole-”
“Nick.” She corrected with a glare.
“We have you down as Nicole.”
“Then change it.”
Janson looked up from the clipboard giving her a nod and looking back to the clipboard.
“Thank you for seeing me. Sorry for the inconvenience. I was just hoping we'd get a moment to talk in private. Well I won't take much of your time.” He pulled out the chair opposite her and taking a seat, “I only have one question.”
The man looked her straight in the eyes as he spoke, “What do you remember about Wicked?”
‘Nothing that i'm going to tell you.’
At her silence he continued, “You aren't in any trouble-” ‘Yet.’ “We’re just having a conversation. I'm just trying to understand.”
“What exactly are you expecting me to say?” Nick retorted, cocking a brow. “Who’s side are you on?”
Janson’s lips curled up into a smile with a low chuckle, “The side against Wicked of course.” He leaned forwards. “We’re all on the same side, as I'm sure we always have been.”
Nick stayed silent for a moment before leaning back in the chair and letting out a sigh. “I think I used to work for them. All I remember are slight fragments of memories that I put together.”
“Interesting. You say you work for Wicked yet they sent you into the maze. Why would they do that?”
“I don't know. Ask the bastards yourself. While you're at it, ask them why they killed a 12 year old boy along with many others. Oh wait, we can't because you killed them all.” She spat back at him, her anger boiling inside of her.
The screams and cries echoed through her mind as she stared at Janson’s attempt at a comforting smile. As he stood she noticed him glance at the security camera before turning back to her.
“I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Enjoy the rest of your stay.”
“That's it?” Nick looked at him confused. She assumed there would be a bit more interrogation.
“Yeah you've told me everything I need to know. You and your friends have all been cleared to join the others. Soon you'll all be moving on to greener pastures.”
“Wait,” Janson stopped at the door to look back at her, “Others?”
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Nick limped into the large lunch room that she had been escorted to by one of the guards that were posted around the building. Her eyes widened at the sight of kids, tons of kids of different ages. They were all laughing and eating with their friends who Nick assumed must be from other mazes.
“Nick! Thomas!” Minho ran over to them.
Thomas, who she hadn't noticed being behind her, suddenly appeared by her side. He looked just as shocked as she did. “Hey Minho, what's going on?”
“We werent the only maze.” Minho grabbed Nick’s wrist to pull her along as she was busy looking at all the guards in the lunchroom.
“What's with all the guards?” She muttered completely unfazed at being pulled towards a table.
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