The Butterfly Effect: A Maze Runner Fanfiction

The Butterfly Effect: A Maze Runner Fanfiction

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The Maze Runner
Teresa wasn't the only girl in the Glade. Thomas wasn't the only shank who could communicate telepathically. Alby wasn't the only man in charge. Gally wasn't the only individual to remember things. Maze A wasn't the only maze. -- A girl was sent up to the Glade a year and four months before Thomas is sent up the Box. This girl holds secrets and the way out of the maze. Except there's something off with her - she's too comfortable in the Glade. She'll either be the end of the Gladers or the end of the maze. First published on June 17, 2020
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You were in Group B, with all the other girls, but that all changed when you got lost in the Maze, alone. For days you outran grievers and tried to make it back, but your supplies were scarce and you blacked out. When you woke up, you thought you were home in the Springs (Group B's Glade), but you noticed something. This place was different. It was warmer and the smelt strange, and the biggest difference, it was filled with boys. When you awoke you ran around in a panic, threatening anyone who came within twenty feet of you, until you saw him. Something in your memory loss faltered as you looked at the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes. You remembered him from something. You knew that you and the boy were somehow connected. TW: depression, suicide, mild swearing

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