ACT I SCENE I
AGAMEMNON"The gods play their games,
mortals pay their price."
SHE COULD hear a slow, annoying drone; like the perpetual hum of a malignant vector in search of fresh blood. All she knew last was that the anaesthesia had put her under back in the chamber. The smell of rust and damp forced her mind back into a state of awareness. Discomfort was something that she was well acquainted with, making her body tense instinctively as she felt his familiar presence reach out to her with restless trepidation.
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Fanfiction⸻ ( Minho ) The gods play their games; mortals pay their price. ( the maze runner ) • 2020 ( editing )