If this was real, at least I had Tumblr by my side.
"Oh God thank you so much!!!" I grasp the phone, and turn it on to take some selfies with Newt.
But of course, when your inside a murder contraption, your one and only spark of hope left always has to have 7 percent remaining.
"Great." I mutter, as my shoulders go down with my last piece of sanity.
"Anyways..." Newt starts, and I feel utterly embarrassed.
”I shouldn't be here." I mumble.
"Listen greenie, I know your feeling like a piece of klunk, but can we please get to the bloody glade?"
I sigh and nod, but instead of heading to the Main area, I go to the area where the slammer is, leaving Newt to trail after me.
"Hey!" He says, following me.
"Hey yourself!" When I get to the bars, I stop, and fall on my knees.
Newt catches up, and stands over me.
I slide my fingers across the material for the bars, then slowly get up, my eyes fazed.
"This is real..." I say, my mind traveling to so many places.
"Thanks for bloody figuring that out, you shuck face."
I stop for a second, yet my mind goes in millions of directions.
Con: I have 0 clues how to get out of here, so I might as well be dead.
Pro: I get to be in my favorite book.
Con: I'm in the Glade.
Pro: I'm In the Glade.
I smile, quickly getting up. That settles it.
Whipping my hair back, my earings clattering, I stand heroically.
"Take me to your leader." I say.
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Crystal Ball (TMR -The Maze Runner- )
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