I was woken up by the large metal door being swung open. My eyes shot open. I couldn't be found sleeping, by anyone. I quickly gathered myself ready to leave as soon as possible. I expected someone to bust in and scream at me because I wasn't working, yet no one came. It must have been another door, I thought. As I got up to leave something scattered on the metal table caught my eye. As I walked closer to the notes scribbled onto pieces of paper, I noticed all of the beakers and test tubes had leaked onto the paper. That's when I saw the different colors that had absorbed into the papers. They were faded and had a slight covering in the dust. It all seemed very odd because every corner of the wicked headquarters was moving. There was no time for anything to gather dust. That's when I heard yelling and heavy footsteps outside of the room. What in the world? I questioned. I quickly turned the handle to peer down the long corridor in an effort to see who was about to come into my room.
"Hey!!" The voice echoed causing me to jump and to see the source of the yelling. But they weren't talking to me. A large man in black ran in the opposite direction of my small room. I had, had enough. I took off running after the man to see what was happening. I tried to stay low, not wanting him to hear the extra pair of pounding footsteps behind him. He took an unexpected turn into a small doorway aiming his gun down the next long hallway. He cocked his head to the side and laid his eyes on me. Both of our eyes got wide, me from him spotting me, him from recognition.
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Trapped
Fanfiction2ND BOOK IN THE FALLING SERIES Willow has just gotten out of the maze and now she is trying to take down wicked, but what she doesn't know is that she is digging her way deeper into wicked's hands.
