Escaping This Ivy Nightmare

Escaping This Ivy Nightmare

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The Maze Runner
The sunlight burned. That's the first thing she thought when the metal bin finally opened its top to let her out. The next was where the hell was she, and how exactly did she get in this place to begin with? She could hear voices above her, but the light hurt too much for her to focus in on anything, and she just ended up backing up into one of the corners. "Hey, it's another girl!" A thick British accent called out, and it took a minute to realize that someone had jumped down into the bin with her. "Who are you? How'd I get here?" The girl answered back, stopping at two questions so there was time to answer them. "Names Newt. Do you remember yours? Your name, I mean." "Yeah... I'm Audrey.
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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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