Running through Mazes (Newt and slight Thomas x reader)

"(y/n)"

Your jolt open,or you think there open. All you could see was pure blackness. Cold stale air entered your lungs. Ruste of metal entered your nose making you think of the taste of blood.

How do you know how blood taste like?

You thought for a moment. Nothing came to mind. Even worst, you couldn't remember anything. As if someone went through your mind and stole everything from your past and childhood and left you to be empty and confused.

(y/n)

That name run through your head. That's your name. Your certain it is.

Why couldn't you remember anything else. Where are you anyway?

Your confusions grew into curiosity. The fear was to weak against it.

You ran your hands against the wall. Cool bumpy metal against your hands. You were moving. This little lift thing you were in was traveling you upwards.