Chapter Two

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Newt's POV

A white gas entered the tub connecting the tube to he mask I was wearing. Tiffany was sitting where she was before observing the matter. I inhaled the gas and let my memories come back to me. I remembered my parents, and my grandparents. Then my sister, a little blond girl, her name was Elizabeth, but I called her Lizzy. I remembered me being taken by WCKD, Thomas helping them. I remember the facility we were in, the time before the Maze with Minho, Alby, and Chuck. I remember meeting Thomas and Teresa for the first time. I remembered Tiffany. "You were my distant cousin....." I say. "I only saw pictures of you...."

"I think I did too. That's why you seemed to be familiar."

"What happened to my sister?"

Tiffany looked at me. Her eyes started to tear up. "She got infected by the Cranks trying to fight them off. A few hours later, she became one of them. She begged me to kill her. I had too.... I'm sorry!!" She sobbed, crying into my shirt. "She was like the sister I never had!"

"Don't cry, love."

Tiffany just kept sobbing more. I got off the medical table sat Tiffany in a chair and crouched down so she could look at me. I take her hands away from her face. "Tell me about your maze." I tell her.

"Well I was the 3rd to last to come up in the box and Rachel and Aris came the two days after me." She says. "Aris was in a coma for the longest time and recognized Rachel when he woke up. He recognized me later."

"That didn't happen in my maze. We just had Thomas and Teresa show up in the Box and all bloody hell broke loose."

"Yeah, it started happening when Rachel came. Aris came, the Grievers took one person per night, and the walls didn't close. Our leader, Alison was taken the last night we were in the maze."

"Bloody hell Tiffany, that's a lot."

I looked at you tattoo. "You're a healer aren't you?" I ask.

"Yeah." I heard her respond. "My powers developed from Peter Parker's. I could heal people by touching them."

"I'm guessing you were a Med-Jack, weren't you?"

"I was a healer, which I'm guessing in our version of a Med-Jack."

"I was the glue."

"I see." She looks at my tattoo.

"Yeah, Tommy was 'to be killed by group b' and Teresa was 'the traitor.'"

"What happened to Teresa?"

"I actually don't know what happened to her."

I turn my head to face the door and stood up from my crouching position. I walked over to the window. I see all the destruction the Right Arm caused. I sigh. "They were always relentless." I say.

"But, life wouldn't be the same without this."

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hey I'm back, I just really needed the time to write it and trying to find the time to actually write the chapter, sorry it's so short.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 23, 2019 ⏰

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