Into the Maze

Chapter 26

The door slowly creaked open, revealing an alarm ringing in the distance. A few bodies littered the hallway behind the door, yellow lights shining down on them.

We walked in, cautious, as each of us took our turns studying the walls and ceiling. We made our way down the hall, passing a body by the door.

Further down, there was a big glass window, which showed another room. In that room, there were two bodies under white sheets, with blood seeped onto the chest area of the sheet. There were bullet holes in the glass.

I slowed, my eyes wandering over their bodies, only their feet and their arms visible. I felt Newt's hand on my shoulder, as I looked back, quickly glancing at the bodies again, before moving on.

"What happened here?" Winston asked, as if we all hadn't just come from the same situation. A gun was sitting by a man's hand, one who was dead. I watched as Minho kicked it away from him.

We walked through a broken door, and into a big room. There were loads of screens and tables and computers, all things I hardly recognized, but a bit of me deep down did. Like I said before, hardly.

Half of the screens were shot through, the chairs turned over, bodies around every corner. Every single person was wearing a perfectly white lab coat, only stained by their own blood.

We split up, walking around the room and examining it. Teresa walked over to one of the screens in the center, while I walked over to a few screens on the side.

A few were static covered, but a few still showed depictions of the Glade. Footage. One of the screens had a few pictures of a brain, with certain elements highlighted. "So they were watching us."

Newt walked over, Frypan following. There was blood splattered among a few of the screens, but I had been right. I felt them watching before, didn't I.

"This whole time." Newt finished, a bit in disbelief. I mean, he was there for three years, and all they did was watch? Thomas had said that they tried to show me, but I wouldn't listen, and now I knew why. This was awful.

I watched the screens in front of us, my eyes flashing off of the camera positioned towards the doors, and towards the blood on the screen.

Was it bad that I didn't feel angry that they were dead, even though we didn't know who killed them. I mean, if they did all of this, it seemed like they deserved it.

There was a bit of cloth on the computer, covered in blood, but it was just a bit of bunched up fabric. I had no clue where it came from.

I reached out to touch it, but Newt stopped me, putting his hand over mind and gently pushing it away. "Don't touch anything." He said quietly, and as less of a demand and more of a suggestion.

He was right, we didn't know what was on any of this stuff.

"Hello." A voice said, as we all turned around, facing a screen that had just come on. I looked to Thomas, who had pushed a button.

We walked closer, examining the screen. There was a woman on it, she was wearing a lab coat, and her hair was in a bun. Her lipstick was bright red.

"My name is Dr. Ava Paige. I'm director of operations of the World Catastrophe Killzone Department." So that's what W.C.K.D stood for. "If you're watching this, that means you've successfully completed the Maze Trials."

Maze Trials? Maze Trials? Was she serious? So she meant to tell me that they were all just messed with for years and killed of for a few... trials.

"I wish I could be there in person to congratulate you... but circumstances seem to have prevented it." Why did I not believe her. I mean, she was telling us all this time she was just waiting for us to leave to say 'good job?' "I'm sure by now you must all be very confused, angry, frightened."