"It's hard to remember the people we used to be."
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Nicole's POVAfter I showered I changed into new clothes. I put on black, ripped jeans and combat boots. Along with a grey v-neck shirt with black sleeves. I pulled my dark hair up into a ponytail just before a guard came to escort me to some lab.
As I walked in I noticed the other maze kids were already in there. Tori, Leanna, Harriet, and Renee where running on treadmills while Aris, Sonya, Natasha, and Jane where getting something injected into themselves. I spot two familiar red heads getting their blood drawn as I walked by Catherine and Phoebe.
I was sat down on a chair as an dark haired lady came over to me. "You must be Nicole. Am I correct?" The lady asked. I gave a little nod of my head as I played with my hands nervously. "My name is Dr. Crawford I'll just have to ask take a little bit of your blood if that's okay with you?" I gave a small nod of my head as the woman pulled out a needle.
As she drew my blood their was a heavy silence that hung in the air. It was obvious that the lady wanted to ask me something "I couldn't help but notice that you limped in here? Is that something we should be concerned about?" There it was. I looked up from my arm to her face.
"No. I'm fine." Liar. Truth was my leg hurt like hell, not to mention the headaches and sleep deprivation since I got stung, but I wasn't about to give these people another reason to put who knows what into my system. The doctor gave me a brief and strict smile before taking my blood and walking on to another maze kid.
"Nicole?" I turned my attention up to an man now standing in front of me. "Yeah," I said eyeing the gun he kept visible at his side. "Come with me please."
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I sat alone in some kind of interrogation room. I leaned back against my chair as I kept my glaze upon the security camera. With a loud 'Beep' the door slid open and a familiar silver haired man walked in.
"Nicole. Thank you for seeing me. Sorry for the inconvenience. I was just hoping we'd get a moment to talk in private. Well, I won't take much of your time." He said as he pulled out a chair and sat across from me. "I only have one question."
I looked up from my hands in my lap to the silver haired man. "What do you remember about WICKED?" Did they know I used to work there too? "You aren't in any trouble-" Yet. "We're just having a conversation. I'm just trying to understand."
"And I say what?" I retorted back, cocking a brow. "Who's side are you on?"
I paused as I looked at the man who stared back in complete seriousness.
I began to think. Hard. I began to try and remember. Anything. It hurt, but I kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing. And so did the throbbing headache. I rubbed my temple as I bit my lip again to prevent showing the pain that it was making me feel.
"I-I can't remember much. I used to work there. I-I re-remember I lived there. My whole life. I was always praised and was told I was some sort of genius for a kid, but they still kept me locked in a room.
Th-there was this lady. Dr. Ava Paige. She was the lady who put us in the maze. She was in charge of everything.
I also remember I invented a lot of things for them. Weapons, medicine, creatures. Many things I regret making."
I thought back to the beetle blades. I thought back to other memories. There was a pause as I felt tears threatening to fall. Isn't it terrible how out of everything that's ever happened to me it's my screams and cries that I remember the most? How they would beat the answers out of me when I refused to help them. Those were the memories that weren't fuzzy.
"Interesting. You say you worked for WCKD yet they sent you into the maze. Why would they do that?"
"I don't know. Maybe you should ask them. While you're at it maybe you should ask them why they held a little girl captive for 15 years. Oh wait, we can't because you killed them all."
I spat back at him as anger started to boil up inside me. I started to feel rage for the screams and the cries. The fear. Janson gave me an uncomfortable smile before standing up. "I'll be sure enough to keep that in mind. Enjoy the rest of your stay."
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I limped into the cafeteria trying to spot out my friends. The room was full with other kids all dressed in clean clothes, looking like the same age as my friends and I. I scanned the crowd and found the person I was looking for.
I limped over to Aris who sat next to Rachel and the others. "Hey, are you okay, Nick? Your leg doesn't look to good there?" Leanna asked.
I gave a little shrug. "I'm fine" Lies. Again. Most of the girls turned back to their conversations while Harriet, Sonya, and Aris kept their eyes on me. Harriet and Sonya were my first friends in the maze. They could tell when I was lying. Aris was like an order brother to me, even though I was more mature he was like 5 inches taller, he also knew when I was telling a fib.
Before one of them could pressure me, Jansons voice rang out through the cafeteria. "Good evening gentlemen. Ladies. You all know how this works if you hear your name called please rise in an orderly fashion and join my colleagues and they will escort you to the eastern wing where your new lives are about to begin."
My friends and I shared curios looks as Janson began calling out names. "Giselle, Bree, Carter, Paul, Levi, Xavier, and Catherine." We all shared a shock look as the red heads name was called. She slowly got up from her seat and joined the others. While they were all bouncing with excitement she stood there looking worried and confused.
"Now, now don't get discouraged. Your time will come. Go on, eat up." Janson said before he took the kids and disappeared from the room.
Still confused I spun around in my seat and poked the boy behind me. "Hey, kid. Where are they going?" I asked. "Far from here. Lucky bastards." The curly platinum blonde said. "Some kind of a farm a safe place. They can only take in a few at a time." The thin African American said next to him.
Farm. Safe place? Something definitely didn't seem right here.
A/n
Keep checking for more updates. GIF is Crawford taking blood.
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