section eight || tmr

sage

I placed a hand upon my head, I felt a raging pulse in my skull. I sat up and opened my eyes, my vision became clear. I felt the concrete somewhat scrape against my wrist once I took place upon my feet. I shielded my eyes as a piercing bright light took over my cornea.
I turned an angle of three-sixty and all that I saw was dull, dark stone walls with a large marking of the number eight.

Eight.

Eight what? Why the number eight, why not any other number?

I walked forward, walking through two walls which turned a corner, then another and so many more.
After continuous walking it came to my conclusion that I was in a somewhat maze, causing many things to run through my mind.

Why am I here? How long have I been here? Is there anyone else here? How did I get here? Who am I? What's my name?

My thoughts were somewhat interrupted by the feel of a presence behind me,

"Who are you?" A deep voice called upon me.

Raising both my hands in the air, I turned around slowly to face the owner of the voice.
An attractive, dark haired boy with tanned skin and deep brown eyes appeared to be at least five foot in front of me.

"You tell me." I spoke towards the boy with a grin, however the boy didn't look too pleased and raised one of his eyebrows, following a look of confusion upon his face.

"What's your name?" He asked,

"I don't know, what's yours?" I replied.

"Minho and what do you mean you don't know?" His tone of voice showed him to be getting quite furious.

"Well, 'Minho', what I mean by that is I don't know my name." Raising my voice slightly, it was obvious that Minho wasn't the only one getting furious, however his face seemed to drop into an expressionless look.

"How long have you been here? Where did you come from?" With the amount of questions he was asking upon me, my anger decided to rise.

"I don't have any idea so why don't you stop asking me questions? Do you know where we are?" I spoke and removed my hands from above my head, remaining calm.

"Why?"

"Listen to what I am saying; I do not know, Minho. If I had any clue about this information I would have told you by now; Do you know where we are?" I snapped at the tanned boy.

"So you really don't know anything?" I rolled my eyes and spoke once more;

"No I don't have a clue okay?! Now where the hell are we?!" The boy still had some disbelief in his face,

"Well this; this is The Maze, I would love to show you about but it looks as though it's starting to get dark so we should probably get a move on." I looked upon the sky and saw that he was in fact right but I had no intention of going anywhere with someone I had just previously met five minutes ago.

"We? Excuse me but I'm not going anywhere with you, I've only just met you." I pronounced bitterly.

"It's either you come with me or you get ripped apart." This Minho person grabbed onto my wrist, looking left and right then faced me in my eyes, "Look, it's you're choice but if you're going to come with me, we need to go now; before the doors to The Glade shut and The Maze starts changing!" He yelled at me with a serious expression plastered across his face.