Blurred Lines // Newt / TMR

Chapter 6- Into The Maze

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Victoria

"Victoria."

"Victoria."

"Victoria!"

I awoke with a start and flailed my limbs frantically. Someone was shaking me while calling my name. I opened my mouth to scream, but someone's hand flew on to my mouth.

"Shh, Victoria. It's just me, Minho. It's time to get up and run." I breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for him to remove his hand from my face. He removed and looked at me with a smile on his face.

"Seems like your not a morning person."

I muttered under my breath and stretched. I looked at Minho waiting for him to give me intructions.

"First we will go to the Runners room and get you gear and supplies. Then let's stock up on food, eat breakfast, and wait for the doors to open." He told me while opening my bedroom door. We walked down the hall and out of the homestead.

The Runner room was a small shed surrounded by forestry. The door had a code lock on it and Minho easily code.

"Once you start running on your own I'll tell you the code." He stated before opening the door for me like a gentlemen.

The inside of the small shed looked way bigger than the outside. There were shelves that had new, good quality, running shoes, a table with note pads and pens, and backpacks hanging on hooks that were all along one wall. The room had everything a runner would need.

Minho led me over to the shelf full of shoes. He turned to me and asked, "What shoe size are you?" I looked around for a couple seconds wondering.

What shoe size am I? I'm not even sure. I removed the shoes I was already wearing and looked at the bottom for the size.

"Size seven." I responded to his question. He nodded and handed me the correct shoe size. I quickly took of my shoes and slipped the new ones on. They were very comfotable and didnt compress my feet. I smiled happily and starting jumping in the shoes so I could get a feel of it.

"What the shuck are you doing?" Minho said trying not to laugh.

"I'm trying to get a feel of the shoes." I responded before sitting on the floor and tying my shoes. After finishing, Minho led me to the backpacks, grabbed one, and handed it to me to try on, I put it on but it was a little big, so Minho tightened it around the straps so it fit snuggly on my back and wouldn't fall off while running or bother me.

Minho handed me white watch. It looked fancy and the time read, 6:07. Minho then handed me a note pad and a couple pencils before leading me to a door that I hadn't noticed before. There was another lock on this door. Minho unlocked it and opened the door which lead to a room full of weapons.

Weapons? Why would runners need weapons? Grievers. I answered my own question.

"Pick any two that will be easy to run with and won't hold you back." I nodded and looked at the walls which were full of weapons. I picked one small dagger and a small sword. Both would be easy to carry, but would be useful against a griever.

After Minho and I picked our weapons, he ushered us out of the room and locked the door behind us. In the previous room, some other runners were grabbing shoes and note pads. They greeted Minho and I as we walked past them. Minho just nodded and pulled me out of the room.

"Time to eat breakfast and pack lunch for the run." He informed me before leading me to the kitchen. We stood in line and waited. A couple minutes later, a tired Newt joined us. He yawned before greeting us.