Injured Feet & Rickety Hearts {Book 1 Completed}

//Chapter 14//

FLOAT

CATCH

BLEED

DEATH

STIFF

PUSH

The words rung in my head like someone had spoken them. I could hear their voice, a soft ring humming in my ear, like someone was leaning over and whispering them right into my drum. What strange words, what could they possibly mean? The numbness I didn't realise I had until it vanished started lifting, my body starting to have feeling again. I felt heavy, like a ton of bricks was sitting on top of me. I couldn't move.

Quietly I heard a voice whisper in my ear.

"you know the way. You know the way. Listen to yourself. Listen to yourself. Follow your mind. Follow your mind. Your memories are there. your memories are there"

It was strange, the voice of a girl, a young girl, but who? I could feel myself becoming hazing, my eyes twittering as my lids unglued from each other. I expected a roof ot great me, I don't know why I expected a cold white roof to great me. but no. With a thundering boom ringing in my ears an image was forced into my sight, the rushing of cement walls running past my eyes.

I snapped awake, sitting up right and disturbing Bark who let out a warning growl not to move him. ugh, these nightmares. I wish they would stop already, god they were so useless, at least let me see something that was cool, like a cat or something. Not some random voice telling me random words.

That was the second time I've been scared awake by the image of cement corridors rushing past my eyes. Maybe this trial meeting was unsettling me. I was having nightmares about what the maze would be like, what else would those corridors be?

I pulled my knees to my chest, hugging them as I pushed back to lean against the rough tree behind me. I looked out over the Glade, the others were already standing from the morning wake up, the boom I heard in my dream was the sound of the doors opening.

I sighed as I watched the doors open slowly, the sheer size of it was enough to make my head spin. How could something so big move without a hitch? It's impossible, how could it work so well. Clearly it had to be more than 2 years old. But if it was made before the first Gladers were put here I guess that would make sense that it works so well.

I could see everyone slowly waking up, who needs an alarm when you have a huge screaming door to wake you up at the same time every morning.

The door fell into place quickly and soon the smell of bacon cooking wafted over from the kitchen filled my nose, Frypan was up already, doing his job keeping the starving Gladers from killing each other. I spotted a lot of people I recognised walking down already Winston was having a conversation with one of Gally's goonies while Clint and Jeff were talking as they walked together. Gally was walking with a few of the runners, such as ben, and Alby was walking with a few of the other keepers. Guess they were discussing the meeting today.

I gazed over to the west door and saw the other runners gathered there already, the runners with Gally heading down there too. Newt and Minho were there like usual, but instead Minho wasn't dressed in his runner equipment, he was there giving the runners their routes before they all sped off to their doors. I guess Minho was staying back for the meeting today.

"Hey, Laya!"

I turned my head to see Chuck grinning at me with his chipmunk cheeks shining red, he seemed awfully happy for a young boy in this place. It made me feel like such a wuss, he was so brave and here I was whimpering about stupid things.