TERROR : in which you have to run feeling the adrenaline pumping in your body from the fear you're encountering. Previously called Drapetomania ; (n.) The overwhelming urge to run away. Run just keep running and don't look back. Never look back. These were the words I kept chanting in my head. Not noticing the rock on the ground I tripped and fell. I turned my body in hopes to take the hit on my back making me skid on the harsh ground but thankfully I managed to do what I intended. Sitting up slowly I felt so immensely in pain my back hurts and I'm guessing I have scratches all over it. On top of that upon touching the back of my head I found red covering my hand. Great now I'm bleeding. The world was spinning around making me groan in distaste. Judging by the amount of blood there's a minor concussion although not eating nor resting made my blood more watery which drained me faster. Coming back to my senses from my dizzy haze I Hastily checked the bag on my front finding the small bundle giggling. I gave a soft smile that turned into a chuckle then to a coughing fit. I sighed but proceeded to get up limping only to fall back down steps after just turning the corner. I sat down and leaned my back towards the wall tears flooding my eyes. I'm slowly dying. But I can't just let go, I have to continue to make sure she lives. I turned my head looking at the bundle of joy in my arms again..Joy. I was shacking and shivering. Anemia also loss of sleep would have me sometimes experiencing hallucinations and memories flash infront of me like a movie. I don't know what is real and what's not anymore. But all i could do is pray. Please God. Someone...anyone...please help. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• This book will contain The maze runner: Maze runner: the scorch trials; Maze runner: the death cure; All credits belongs to James Dashner but Celina, Joy and their plots.All Rights Reserved