final moments → THE MAZE RUNNER ✓

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CHAPTER ELEVEN
( GOOD )

     I JOLT AWAKE WITH A start, breathing rapidly. I wrap my arms around mysef, and begin to shake. My memories are coming back. And somehow, that thought scares me. I don't want to know what happened before I got here. I use to, but not anymore. The truth is starting to wear me down.

"Grace?" Thomas asks groggily, rubbing his eyes. It's then that I realize that it's dark outside. Did I sleep the whole day? "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I manage to say, moving away from Thomas. I crouch in the corner of the Slammer, and pull my knees to my chest, resting my chin on my knees. "It was just a nightmare."

"You sure?" He asks, a concerned look forming on his face.

"Y-yeah," I nod unconvincingly. "I'm fine."

I can tell that he doesn't believe me, but he pushes it away.

Grace?

A voice appears in my conscience. I don't recognize the voice, but I know for sure that it's not Thomas. It's a girl.

Who are you? I ask, keeping my eyes on the Slammer wall. How can you talk to me?

It's Teresa. The girl answers. I know you remember me. I can talk to you like Thomas can. I'm have to warn you . . . It's urgent that you listen to me, I'm the only-

I immediately stop talking to the girl. Teresa? She's the girl from my memories. The girl who didn't like me. But why?

"Grace?" Thomas kneels in front of me. "You spaced out. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Just go back to bed, Thomas," I dismiss the boy, still staring forward.

Something isn't right here. Am I the only one in the Glade that's getting their memory back? Am I the only person here, other than Thomas, that can talk to people telepathically?

"Please answer me.," Thomas places his hands on my shoulders, shaking me slightly. "Grace? C'mon, talk to me."

I bolt up from my sitting position, and shove Thomas away from me.

It's like I'm not myself. It's like someone is controlling me. I yank on the Slammer door, trying to rip the door from its hinges. I repetitively pull on the door, despite the lock that keeps me locked inside.

With a last forceful yank, the lock on the door snaps, allowing me access to the Glade. I walk into the darkness outside, ignoring Thomas as he calls for me.

I move towards the map room, still not fully understanding what I'm doing. What's going on?

Thomas runs to the Homestead, calling to the other Gladers for help.