𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒.
❝ i'd give everything
to make it good again.
i'd do anything to get
out of this tailspin. ❞
𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 - 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐓 𝐕.𝐒. 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒
𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 @𝐞𝐦𝐯𝐥𝐢𝐚
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (FORGET )
"I WANT FULL ATTENTION ON Grace," Ava Paige, head officer of W.I.C.K.E.D., announces sternly, her eyes setting on the screen in front of her. "All cameras on subject A45 please."
Teresa let out a small sigh, but cooperated with Ava's wishes. As all of the screens turn to a picture of Grace from different angles, Teresa closes her eyes and shakes her head. She couldn't allow her friendship to get in the way of her orders.
"Has the test subject been prepped for procedure B?" Ava asks Teresa, sitting next to the black haired girl.
"I contacted her last night," Teresa replies, not meeting Ava's gaze. "She didn't seem to like it when I tried to communicate with her."
"Perfect," Ava smiles, showing her pearly white teeth. Teresa tried not to wince, feeling dread rise within her stomach. "Now that she's asleep, we need to gain her attention for procedure B to take place."
"What about memories, Professor?" Aris Jones suggests, wanting to get Grace away from any type of harm.
His feelings for her were brotherly, from the first time he met her. She knew about him, but she couldn't fully remember her best friend from before the maze. He hoped that with his suggestion, Ava would cave, and let him select what memories she got back.
"Yes, very good idea, Aris," She nods her head, tapping her finger nails on the glass table.
A sleeping Grace was splayed across the screen, Newt right beside her. They were in a room in the Homestead, Newt's arm latched around Grace's waist as they both slept soundly.
"Teresa, may I have the chip controls?"
The black haired girl bit her lip, before handing over a medium sized control panel. Ava grasped it firmly, and began clicking away at the buttons. She typed a few words, before looking up to the screen.
"Her memories," She starts, hesitating a bit. "We need one that will . . . frighten her. One that will make her want to wake up."
"Could it be one of Janson, her father?" Teresa asks.
"That would be too risky." Ava says quietly. "We need a good memory."
"Ava, you wouldn't give her the memory of-" Aris starts, standing from his chair. Ava holds her hand in the air to silence him.
The boy stares at her with disgust, but nonetheless, sits back down on her command. He crosses his arms over his chest impatiently as she stares at the screen again.
"The memory of W.I.C.K.E.D." Ava says, a grin tugging at her lips. "Such an intriguing idea . . . but would it work?"
"Professor Paige, Grace would wake up," Teresa speaks up. "But I'm not sure how stable she would be after receiving the memory. Do you believe that she'd be a danger to herself?"
