(NOTE: CHAPTERS ARE CURRENTLY BEING EDITED)
In which Teresa wasn't the first girl to come up in the box...
*This is a NewtxOC fanfic*
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Emma wakes up in a dark box, starting her new life with only memories of her name and a boy named Thomas...
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I think it's strange you never knew
A stranger light comes on slowly
A stranger's heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart
Fade into you
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Hopelessness...
It's like being trapped beneath a weight that keeps growing heavier, no matter how hard you fight to lift it...
It's the sinking realization that no matter how much you try, things keep spiraling, one thing after another, crashing down around you. The harder you push back, the more it feels like life just pushes you under, until you're drowning in problems you can't fix, in emotions you can't handle.
The world grows darker, each setback making it harder to believe there's a way out. You feel powerless, watching everything slip through your fingers, knowing there's nothing you can do to stop it.
That's when it hits, the gut-wrenching truth that no matter what you do, it might never get better.
There's no solution, no escape.
Just the crushing weight of everything piling up...
As the massive stone doors of the maze slammed shut with a deafening finality, Emma's heart sank into the pit of her stomach.
The echo of their closure reverberated through her bones, sealing Thomas, Minho, and Alby inside. A cold dread washed over her, leaving her rooted in place, her mind scrambling for an answer that didn't exist.
She had failed.
The weight of it was crushing, an overwhelming sense of hopelessness that gnawed at her insides. She had failed to get answers, failed to understand what it was that connected her and Thomas,
She had failed to protect him...
She could still see the flash of determination on his face as he bolted toward the maze, as if he were running headlong into something only, he could see, something only he could understand.
She should have stopped him, grabbed him, anything.
But instead, she'd let it all unfold before her eyes, powerless to change a single thing.
Everything felt wrong, unraveling too fast for her to catch. All the fear, the confusion, the strange pull she felt toward Thomas, none of it made sense, and now, with him trapped in the maze, it might never make sense.
