Minho's POV
Again, as I had each and every day for weeks now, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at the sunrise. There they were, the mysterious figure, my crazy halutionation right where they always were, every single morning. Maybe, just maybe their real I thought as I began my run maybe, I could find out. So ignoring that small part of me that said I was crazy, that they weren't real, I went east.
Once I was alone in the maze I looked to where they had been less than a minute before but it was just a blank wall, an empty sky.
Just because their gone now doesn't mean they are not real I told myself.
Later
Nothing.
Just desolate corridors, and narrow halls. Doubt began to creep into my mind. What if is was just a halutionation? No. I will not belive that. Just as I thought it, a figure appeared. What was usually empty space was now filled with her. Yes it was a girl. She was a spot of color among the gray of the walls. She seemed so out of place and yet it was as if that was where she was meant to be, a bit of beauty to make this place a little bit nicer, a little less horrible. All of this went through my mind in a mere moment and seconds later shock began to cloud my brain. Confusion blocking rational thoughts, the total impossibly of her, crashing down on me. I forgot I was still running and I collided with her knocking her to the ground. I grabbed her wrist to help her up her but still shaky I only managed to keep her suspended just inches above the ground.
"Hi Mihno" she said calmly.
It was the Greenie.
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A Hero♦ A Maze Runner Story♦
FanfictionTeresa, you're not the first girl to come to the Glade. Thomas, you and Mihno are not the first ones to survive a night out there, in the Maze. But you are the only ones still alive. It all started in the dark days. The characters belong to James Da...
