It Wasn't Real

Chapter 2

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They were all eating lunch in the cafeteria. Suddenly, the alarms went off and guards began to flood into the cafeteria. They all stood, looking around for threats.

"What's going on?" Winston shouted over the noise.

The guard in front of him turned her head slightly. "We're being attacked!"

"Yeah, we got that." Gally shouted. "Who is attacking us?"

The Guards' answer was drowned out by an explosion.

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Newt's eyes snapped open. He sat up and looked around. He was in his room; there were no signs of an attack, or an explosion. It was just a dream. He sighed and looked at the clock, the glowing red numbers telling him it was six o'clock. Deciding he might as well get ready, he got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

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After breakfast, he was called to get a checkup. They had had to go through multiple tests every week since they'd woken up. Newt sighed, annoyed. He really hated these things, finding them pointless. 'They already know all they need to, what more do they want? Nothing is going to change in a week.' He wasn't going to just fall over dead if they didn't take blood samples and make him push someone's hands.

He walked into the examination room, glaring at everything that moved, and sat on the table.

"Let's just get this bloody thing over with." He mumbled.

The doctor nodded. "How have you been feeling?" He asked.

"The same as last week, and the week before that." Newt said sarcastically.

Dr. Richardson frowned. "You know this would be over sooner if you would cooperate."

Newt sighed. "I'm fine."

"Good."

They went through a few tests in silence. "How have you been feeling-"

"I just bloody told you!"

Dr. Richardson let out a long exaggerated sigh. "You didn't let me finish. I meant how have you been feeling, mentally."

Newt blushed in embarrassment. "Oh, same. I did have a weird dream last night though." He mumbled.

Dr. Richardson looked oddly intrigued "You did?"

"Yeah. We were all in the cafeteria eating lunch. When all of a sudden we were attacked.

The doctor looked shocked. "Did you happen to see when they will attack or who even did it?

Newt looked up, surprised at his worried tone of voice. "Well, no. This one guard was about to say, but then there was an explosion and I woke up."

Dr. Richardson looked anxious but quickly covered it up. "Well that's too bad. If you have this dream again, tell me."

Newt nodded slowly. "Okay."

"It looks like everything is done, you may leave now."

Newt nodded and left. He was so confused. Why did Dr. Richardson act so worried about his dream? It was just a dream, right?

He snapped out of it when he heard shouting, and followed the noise to the common room. He rushed in to see Thomas yelling at one of the guards about answers, Minho being held back by Alby who was trying futilely to calm everyone.

Newt sighed angrily. Just bloody typical. They couldn't even go a half hour without picking a fight with someone.

"Oi!" He called. "What's going on here?"

Minho and Thomas started yelling their side of the story at the same time, while the guard just looked on amused.

"Slim it!" He yelled.

They both went quiet, and Newt turned to Alby. "Please tell me what's going on."

Alby sighed. "Thomas was asking the guard about The Flare, and if they found the cure, but the guard won't tell them. She even went so far as to throw insults and threaten us if we didn't stop talking about it. So, Minho decided the best course of action was to get his answers through violence."

Newt groaned. "You." He pointed to Thomas "Go sit down. You're not helping."

"But-" Thomas started.

"Sit. Now."

Thomas sighed and went to sit at one of the couches.

"And you," he pointed to Minho this time. "Calm down. You're not going to get answers through violence."

"Yes you can." Minho mumbled as Alby let go of him.

"Not here you can't." Newt responded "Now, no more fights. We are grossly outnumbered, and either one of you could get hurt."

"But she wouldn't tell us anything, and then threatened us!" Thomas exclaimed.

"She may never tell us anything, but that doesn't mean you can hurt her." Newt sighed then turned to the guard.

"And you." He said, shocking her.

"Please don't threaten them. They are complete idiots and will take you on. I would rather not see anyone hurt. Okay?" She nodded.

"Good." He turned around and walked out.

"Is he always like this?" The guard asked.

"Yes." Alby and Minho said.

Newt smirked, hearing the exchange.

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