I woke up from my sleep knowing i was in The Glade. I ran out of the silent room and went to the tree made up house without a roof to protect myself.
A bunch of boys i never knew ran to the place i was at.
- Aye aye don't go up there. It's dangerous.
A blonde hair boy said with an accent.
I saw a knife laying on the floor so i grab it.
- Hey shack why won't you talk to this girl since she knows you.
A boy said which i suppose think it was the leader of The Glade.
The black hair boy came up through the wood made up ladder as i show the knife to scare him.
- Go away!
I shout to him. That was what i could only say. To be honest i was scared too.
- Don't worry. My name is Thomas.
Thomas. Thomas. I knew him. He used to work with WICKED. No. This is wrong.
He crawled up beside me. I took his hand. His hand was large.
- I remember you.
He looks up at me.
- You do?
He raises an eyebrow.
- Wicked. Wicked is good.
I nod slightly knowing who he actually was.
