Who is she? {Newt||Maze runner fanfic}

1- Who is she?

She began her new life by laying on the ground surrounded by nothing but darkness.

As she tried standing up, careful not to fall she heard a loud thud. 

There was a sound of metal grinding and she again found herself laying on the ground. She fell to the sudden movement around her and tried to figure out where she is.

Wait.

Who is she? Where is she? Why? When? WHAT?!?

Nothing made sense. She couldn't remember anything. She could remember what food and clothes are and how things worked, but not that she ever actually did anything. She couldn't remember anyone, she couldn't think of one person she knew. How could this be possible? She thought.

And then, another loud thud. At the sound of metal grinding and creaking she started to panic. The room was moving, and fast.

She quickly shuffled backward on her hands and feet. Her back hit a tall metal wall. She slid along it to the corner of the room.

Breathing heavily she tried to calm herself. Deep breaths. Breathe. Breathe. She felt like she needed to puke. Breathe. All she wanted to do was cry. Breathe.

After finally calming herself she decided she needed to find a weapon, something to defend herself with. Yes, that's a good idea.

Slowly, but still seated. She started crawling around the room when she suddenly hit something.

A box? And not just one. There were more.

After looking around for a while, which felt like an eternity, she finally found something. I mean it's pretty hard to find anything when you can't see shit.

A dagger. That would do.

She quickly shuffled herself back into the corner. And now all she could do was wait. A long time passed. The room had been moving for at least half an hour.

And then the room slowly stopped. And everything went silent. 

A minute passed. And then another.

She decided to stand up and start screaming. "Heyy... someone... anyone..."

Nothing.

"Help... please..."

A single teardrop slowly fell from her eye.

She pulled herself together.

Think, think. So the room has been moving up, so up must be the way out. It was worth a try.

She piled up the boxes, climbed up, and started hitting the roof.

"Heyy... in her-"

Suddenly the roof opened up.

After so long in the darkness her eyes needed some time to adjust.

She looked up, and all she could see was the sky. And there seemed to be no one.

So she moved the boxes to one wall and climbed out.

She was surrounded by beautiful scenery. Grass, forest, huts, and a house?

Still keeping her dagger close she started walking towards the house, now with the dagger in front of her.

"Is anyone here?" She tried asking but received no answer. "Hello?" She tried again as she opened the door. No-one.

Is she alone?

She decided to walk around a bit.

Next to the house on the left, she could see a smaller hut, but it was empty so she walked away.

On the other side, there was another smaller hut with two doors next to each other. The left one led up to a toilet. Just a toilet with a sink, but no mirror. The right door led to a room with two separate showers. Why would she need two showers?

With that, she walked back outside where she found a garden. So somebody does live here. But nothing is planned. So she is alone. Did they prepare this for her?

Then she spotted another house and a barn. As she walked closer she saw the animals.

"What?" But no answer.

And then she examined the walls. There was an opening. Walking closer she saw the long corridor. The walls looked old and covered in vines. She wanted to walk inside and explore, but the ground suddenly started shaking.

"What's happening?"

The openings started to close. And closed with a loud thud. Good that I didn't walk inside.

After that, she decided to look through the boxes that were with her in the room. Well, the room was just a bigger box but anyway.

She decided that she would need a rope to get them out and to get herself out later.

As she was climbing in the box she fell and hit her head. Fuck that hurt.

"Sage, my name is Sage" Happy that she could finally remember something she started putting the boxes out of the box.

She would tie the box to the rope. Climb up it. Pull the box out. And then climb back down.

It wasn't as hard as she expected it to be. But it did take some time.

When she was done it was practically night already.

After carrying the boxes to the house. Again hoping someone would be home, but there wasn't. She decided she would get some sleep.

Well, the house looked pretty empty. There were stairs leading up and down. There were a few pillars and in the corner, it looked like some kind of kitchen. She could lie on the hard floor, or she could go through all these boxes and find something.

She looked at the pile of boxes., And to the floor. Boxes. Floor.

"Yeah, no way am I going through all that today, floor it is."

And so she lay down on the floor and tried to fall asleep.

It took some time but she eventually did fall asleep.

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