Chapter 10

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Everyone's hearts stopped. They didn't know who this crazy new person was or why she had a bloody gaping hole where she should have had a nose. It was unnerving.

She began to saunter forward, playing with her knife. It was almost as if she was picking her victim. My fingers curl around Newts wrist in what must have been a death-grip. I begin to let go but he grabs my hand, holding tight. You can almost taste the tension.

I look around her at the door and see if I could make a break for the door. It's a horrible day, foggy and cloudy. You can't see two feet i front of your faces. Its a bad idea but it's the only one I have. I make a step towards the door but I see someone, or something shuffling around I the fog.

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I take my eyes away from the door to see what the nose-less person is doing. She's stalking around our group looking people up and down and playing with the knife. I'm contemplating
finding a way to kill her when I hear the sound of metal on stone.

A woman with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail comes walking in dragging a huge axe behind her. The other persons falls into a look of pure terror. For the first time since her request for our noses, she speaks "Kayleigh..." The girl with the ponytail- Kayleigh is what you call her-smiles "Fiji." She says it more threatening and angrily. She acts like she can't see the huge group of gladers standing in the middle of the room and merely wanders over to Fiji and in a single, swift movement chops off her head. She seems overjoyed by the death and starts whispering under her breath, "That was a no brainer." She then laughs maniacally. I suddenly just want to get out of there. She's insane, if not physcotic. The gladers are all unarmed and don't like their chances against a person who just laughed at death. She singles out me. Me! Why me! I look around desperately asking for help. When I see no-one, not even Minho is prepared to stand up against her, I walk forward, I'm actually clucking myself so bad right now. She doesn't say anything just gets a hammer out and smashes the back of my head.

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My head hurts like hell. When I come to, I am tied to a chair with the rest of gladers tied together on the floor in the corner. My vision doesn't really come together until I see two people standing in front of me. Newt and Chuck.

Kayleigh stands behind them with a knife to each of their throats. She smiles.

"You have to chose. Which one should I kill?"

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