You're shaken awake.
You wake up laying down, legs folded and tear streak on your cheeks. There's paper in your hand, but you don't feel you have the energy to see what it is. You try to remember how you ended up here, but...you can't. Nothing. Why can't I remember anything? My name. What's my name?
(Y/n).
But all you can think about is the lack of any other personal memory. Thinking so hard you're squinting your eyes, you think of where the sun sets, what the volume of a cube is, and how to find the best horse of the bunch. But, despite all of the knowledge you possess, you don't even know your own age.
"I-" you begin, hardly recognizing your own voice.
That's when you notice what you're laying on. Daring to spread out your legs to lay down, you feel the room you're in jiggle and shake. It slightly feels as though you're moving upwards. Looking to your sides, you sigh. No windows, no hope of getting out. "Hello?" Comes your girl voice. Eyes adjusting, you notice a stain on the ground that causes you to shiver - it looks similar to blood.
That's when you jerk forwards - the room, or more like a ginormous box, stops, and you're blinded by bright light so powerful that any remaining energy is lost and you see the world slowly grow black.
But not before you shout the one word that's stuck in your brain.
"Newt!"
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Greenbean {Newt x Reader}
FanfictionA Newt x Reader Fanfiction. What would happen if you were the last one ever, 2 years before Thomas even entered the Glade? A TMR fanfiction For Newt lovers. c: All characters (other than yourself) are property of James Dashner. Note! I am not yet su...