ACT II SCENE XXXIII
BELLEROPHON
HER DREAMS that night were swirls of chaos and confusion. She was running, but she had no idea from what. There was just a cold sick feeling of urgency in her gut as her feet tore against the ground. A black cloud shrouded her, following her, and she reached out to grab an outstretched hand.
"Run! Don't look back! Just run!" Teresa's voice shouted in the distance.
She grabbed hold of the hand but couldn't see a face through the darkness. Then a poisonous voice hissed in her mind, familiar and malicious.
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Fanfiction⸻ ( Minho ) The gods play their games; mortals pay their price. ( the maze runner ) • 2020 ( editing )