I woke up seeing white all over the room, and paddings on the floor, wall, roof. It almost felt like I was in heaven. Wait was I?!
I had memories poor in my brain and I remembered that I'd been shot. But not by a gun shot or a launcher shot it was a....a kind of blue medicine that was in a syringe and went through my arm.
Wait if l wasn't in heaven then there's only one more place that I would be.
Wicked caught me. And I'm in this horrible phase 3 room trial again.
But this time. I don't think I'll be let out.
See there was the maze, which was phase 1, the scorch which was phase 2, and the white room which was phase 3, but phase 3 was just sitting in a room for who knows how long getting the same food in a slot through the door, and then meeting your friends after that.
Except this time, I don't think I will get to see them.
Not ever.
I slowly let possibilities flood through my mind.
What if they kill me?
What if they kill them?
While I ever see them again?
Can I see them again?
What if I kill myself now?
What if they starve me?
What if they starve them?
What if they-
I dragged myself up and stoped my thoughts because it were only making things worse. I took a look around and saw my stupid white clothes again. I groaned at the horrid memory.
I saw only 1 thing that wasn't there the last time I was here.
Was it a bed? No.
Was it food? No.
Was it some kind of connection to the gladers or even wicked? Sorta.
It was a security camera. That u could see ur own reflection and even anyone looking at the camera.
I could even see Minho, Newt and a lot of the gladers still asleep on the floor. But they were together. If they kept me alone then this can't be good.
It can't.
Just then the door opened and I saw a firmiler face.
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You Can't Do This Alone
FanfictionThomas is in paradise with everyone who survived from wicked (after the death cure) but he still has thoughts about all the people who died to bring them here. He has sducidal thoughts and try's to kill himself. Luckily, Minho and Newt are dating hi...