Neil was the best of the best.
He was the only guy in the Glade, Keeper of the Mappers, and the fastest person around, despite his small frame. But after he got stung, he started to have. . . dreams.
Disturbing dreams too. Mostly about the two Blondies, Aris and Rachel, who arrived less than a day apart from each other. Something was seriously wrong and no matter how much he tried to persuade everyone, nobody paid her any mind.
Finally, he decided to ignore it and try to concentrate on the present. But everything went terribly, terribly wrong. He had no idea how, but something controlling her body had made her to attack Rachel and it'd only stopped when Sonya had come to stop it. Sonya had thrown Neil in the Lockup and informed the Collective of his actions.
A day later, it was final. Neil, Keeper of the Mappers, was to be banished out into the Maze in an hour's time.
He was escorted into the Maze and the doors slammed shut, and complete darkness fell. He was alone in the Maze with the Grievers and no way out. As a Mapper, Neil knew his way around pretty well, but without any knives, food, or water, He wasn't sure that she could last the night.
Neil didn't want to die by the hands - or would stingers be more correct - of a Grievers. He wanted to die by his own terms. Scaling a wall, Neil closed his eyes and prepared to jump.
But when he fell off the wall, his arm got tangled in the ivy and snapped. His body slammed against the stone, but for some reason, he passed through the solid rock and fell smack into the Glade.
But it's not his Glade. Instead of girls, the place had boys. Neil, afraid and confused, hid in a tree and waited.
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Started: 6/24/2020
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