WICKD's Done it Again

WICKD's Done it Again

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" hey tyro would you shut it and slim it nice and calm ok good" she looked at me weirdly " why am I here? what's a tyro? What is this place? why...." One, what did I freakin' say about keeping your mouth shut Two, no one knows why we are here, Three, a tyro is what we call the newcomer, and Four, this is the place where you and I and everyone else will be livin at for awhile" the girl looked like she had a lot of questions but she arrived later than they usually do and the doors were about to close soon and the sky was getting darker by the second "ok tyro you will get the tour tomorrow and we'll start searching for your job tonight just sleep tight and don't let the beetle blades bite. the tyro sighed "but answer me one question" "and that is" I reply sharply she looked towards the doors and as if on cue a loud rumble goes through the glade causing all heads to turn that way, a huge gust of wind comes through the door and the doors screech close, but before they do something suprising happens, a man, an actually boy stumbles through the doors just as they close. As quick as he got there was as quick as he fell to the ground. "Who the HECK ARE YOU!!" I yelled at this boy who looked rather exhausted. "W-w-water" he said through a rough voice then passed out.
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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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