Beyond 4 Walls *On Semi-Haitus* (The Scorch Trials)

Bodies

They were hanging from the roof by their necks, at least a dozen of them.

Their necks were purple and their bodies were bloated. They swung from side to side ever so slightly and their eyes were open and glazed. Their tongues were a light pink and their lips were snow white.

I screamed again and backed up into a corner. I hid behind a table and shuddered.

I continually shivered and rocked on my feet. They looked like they had been up there for ages.

"Ravyn? Ravyn!" I heard a voice yell. It was then that I realised I was still screaming.

There were suddenly hands on my shoulders and they were shaking me violently.

"Ravyn!" I heard Newt yell. I looked up at him and my tears started to fall. He took me in his arms and hugged me tight. I sniffed.

"When? How?" I asked, my voice croaky.

"I don't know."

"They moved me. They moved me from my room and into another." I said. He jolted back.

"What?" He asked in alarm.

"You heard me." I snapped back.

He lifted me up and gripped my hand, leading me out of the Common Room filled with bodies. I wiped my tears away.

He walked me back to my normal room and looked at the door.

"I found this on my door this morning but I couldn't see what it was." I said, pausing him and digging the peice of paper out of my back pocket.

I unfolded and looked at its contents,

Ravyn Grace. Property of W.I.C.K.E.D. Group A, Subject A22. The liability.

I looked up at Newt in confusion. He had the same expression plastered on his face.

The liability? What the hell does that mean? A22? This is too confusing.

Something else stood out on that sheet of paper, though. Grace.

"You are our Saving Grace."

Newt glanced at me.

"You know what it means?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No idea."

He looked at me as though he didn't believe a word I said but he didn't call me out on it, for which I was very grateful.

He looked at my door again.

"There's another one." He said confusedly.

"That wasn't there before."

"This is getting way too weird."

"Your telling me." I said sarcastically.

We walked forward and looked at the paper.

Robyn Grace. Property of W.I.C.K.E.D. Group B, Subject B1. The Partner.

"You guys have the same last name." Newt pointed out as if I hadn't noticed.

I didn't say anything. Instead, I stepped forward to the door and tried to pry it open.

"It's locked." I said.

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Short one I know.

Next update in a couple of days. I need some time to write the next few chappies and lately I've been feeling pretty . . . Uninspired.

Anyway. That's enough of that depressing stuff. What do you think is happening?

QOTD: Do you think Gay marriage should be legalised and do you support them? (Honest answers please.)