"What the h- Why are you telling me all this? I'm not gonna be in the middle of a maze! And if I am, you're going to be in there too. Now shut your mouth and let's find a way out of-"
You're startled out of your sentence when he suddenly gives a piercing scream, clutching his head and tearing at his hair.
"I knew it- I knew they would kill me! But you have to trust me, Y/n, get out of the maze!" His body jerks in inhuman ways, as if he can't control it. You watch in horror as he slumps to the floor, twitching for several seconds until his body goes still. You give a small gasp and stand up shakily.
As if on cue, the room starts to jerk, throwing you off balance. It starts rising upward, at least you think it's going up, but you can't tell for sure because of the darkness. Huddled once again in the corner, you squeeze your eyes tightly shut and wait for it all to be over. After about a minute, the room lurches to a stop. You wipe your runny nose with your sleeve and rub your eyes. Bill said that in less than ten minutes, you would be in the middle of a maze.
A loud thud above you makes you jump to your feet, and you quickly feel around the room to grab something to protect yourself with. You find something that feels like a knife and clutch it tightly in your cold fingers, staring up at where the sound came from. You blink once, and then see the brightest light ever. You shield your eyes but keep the knife brandished. Unintelligible voices reach your ears. You catch something about a girl, and something green?
When your eyes finally adjust, you hear a clunk and see that someone is in the room with you, and the ceiling is gone. You look at the person in front of you and see that it's another boy about the same age as you and Bill. He has dirty blond hair and is frowning, not in anger, but confusion. He looks at the floor beside you, staring at Bill's lifeless figure, no doubt, but you don't dare take your eyes off him.
"Who are you?" He has an accent that sounds rather familiar.
You thrust the knife out in front of you and say, "If you come one step closer, I'll kill you!"
The boy's eyes flicker down to the weapon and he raises his eyebrows. "With a spatula?" he asks, a hint of humor in his voice. You look down and see that you aren't holding a knife at all, but a red plastic cooking tool. Fear flashes through your mind and you try to get a grip on things.
"Are- are you going to hurt me?" you ask, and hear a shout coming from above in response.
"Look what you did to that shank there, of course we aren't gonna shuckin' hurt you."
"Shut up, Don!"
"Just sayin'!"
You squint up and see about twenty figures staring down at you.
"Who are you guys?" you demand.
"Slim it, Greenie. Just put the bloody thing down and we'll talk like civilized shanks." the boy in front of you says. You wrinkle your nose.
"What's a shank?" But you toss the spatula to the floor and look him straight in the eyes. "Fine. But if you guys do anything else, I'll rip all your throats out."
"Feisty one!" you hear someone shout.
You shake your head in disgust, then sigh. "Well, get talking."
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When The Darkness Comes // Newt
FanfictionY/n wakes up in a cold, dark room, with no memory of her past identity. A scared boy is in the room with her, and he gives her a terrifying warning before dying. Y/n must gather the courage to face her new world as she finds herself in the center o...
