A loud sound is what awoke me, not the flashing red lights or the strange rocking of the floor. Thousands of thoughts spilled into my head all at once, thousands of questions unable to be answered.
I survey my surroundings, I'm in a dark room with wires instead of walls. next to me lies piles of supplies, the thing that catches my eye first is a strange canister with a word just as menacing as the room I reside in, WICKED. As if that couldn't make this experience any more horrifying.
The questions started to resurface, one recurring far more often than all the others.
"Who am I?" I searched my memory for all evidence but found none whatsoever, nothing at all, nothing but a name; Marie. With nothing but this name, my name, to remember. I start to panic, why? Why can't I remember anything? I start to shiver in panic, My heart racing fear penetrating all of the bones in my body.
Then suddenly the room stopped rocking, I hadn't even noticed it had been moving until now that it was gone. Before I could even ponder the question as to why the roof opened up. I now noticed that the room wasn't a room at all, it was a cage of sorts with pulleys similar to that of an elevator. Above me is a group of six boys all staring at me as if I was the first human being they'd ever seen.
"It's a girl" a lanky blonde boy said confused "yeah no klunk Newt" another, just out of my eyesight, quipped I was getting more nervous by the second while being faced with these strangers. "Well this is interesting" said The blond I assumed was called Newt "alright I'll go get Alby, the rest of you help her out of there and try not to cause trouble." And just like that, he was gone, one less outsider to frighten me. "So, what the shuck are we supposed to do?" a third questioned he had black hair that had been styled so perfectly it couldn't have been natural. "What do you mean what do we do?" The one from earlier exclaimed, "I've never met a girl before Gally what do you expect me to do?" At this moment I was utterly confused what were all these strange words and what do they mean? With all the courage I could gather I finally spoke up. "W-where are we?" They all immediately switched their attention to me, it was overwhelming, to say the least. "We don't exactly know the answer to that ourselves but what we can tell you is this, We call it the Glade it's where we live and I guess you will too" another assured me, he had dark skin with a kind smile which I couldn't tell whether it was genuine or just to help me feel better, he was wearing from what I could gather from my weird scattered memory was called an apron.
Not knowing what to do I just nodded. With hesitation I stood up and tried to climb out of the cage like contraction.
This is going to be a long day.
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Burning Pile
FanfictionMarie was one of the first to enter the glade. at first she was vital to their plans of escape, but as time went on the others decided it was better to build a community than find a way out. Nearly two years later a new arrival comes that challenges...
