Memories (a Maze Runner Fanfiction)

One

I woke up in a cold sweat.

Where am I?

I noticed in the the dim light that I was in some sort of, box?

More like a cage.

I crawled to a corner.

Then I noticed that the box was moving in many different directions at a fast speed
Then, a blaring alarm interrupted my thoughts.

Frightened, I hid behind a nearby crate, hoping whatever was making that noise wouldn't see me.
'Where are my parents?' I thought.

Wait, who are my parents?

I couldn't remember anything.

I started to panic.

The only thing I could remember was my name.

Bella.

The ringing finally stopped, and I could hear voices nearby.

Sunlight flooded the small box as someone opened a door-type thing on the ceiling of the cage.

On higher land, a group of boys stood looking into the cage.

"It's bloody empty." I heard an accented voice say.
I crouched lower.

I heard a thud, then footsteps walking around the cage.
'He's going to find me.' I thought.

Then I saw my way out.

A fairly small crate was in a corner near the way out.

It was tall enough to get out, and short enough to climb on top of with ease.
I bee lined for it.

In a swift motion, I leaped on top of the crate, and pulled myself out.

Then, I ran.

I had no idea where I was, so I ran to the nearest place.

There were vine-covered stone walls surrounding the large area.

There was an opening in the wall.

I heard a whooshing noise, then part of the wall began to shut, like some sort of door.

'Perfect.'

I ran inside just as the door was about to shut.

'Now I'm safe.'

I heard an animal/monster type screech come from somewhere close.

'Or not.'

I hid behind some thick vines.

Giant, mechanical spider legs came past where I was hiding.

Another foul screech filled the air.

The thing got closer.

Then everything blacked out.

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I woke up on the ground.

Wait, I'm alive!

The ground started to shake as the stone doors opened again.

"Greenie?" A voice called. "Are ya here?"

Greenie? What does that mean?

I got the feeling that I could trust this guy, whoever he was.

I rolled out of the vines then stood up.

An Asian guy was standing in the entrance of this place.

His eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head when he saw me.