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She woke up completely blind. Everything was white. Am I dead? She stood up and looked around. A completely white room just with a wooden table and chair. She walked to it but suddenly fell on the floor. There was something on her way. An invisible wall? What the shuck is going on and where am I? Fortunately the voice in her head had stopped talking and it was silent. She looked to herself to make sure she was existing. Yup, all dressed in white there she was: standing on two legs looking like a complete idiot. Then voices came out of her room:

''Ms Paige! There's a problem with subject A5! He remembered something no one should know!''

''What are you talking about?''

''Well he remembered us, ms Paige. He remembered WICKED.''

''My dear Ronald. He doesn't remember us. Look at the screen carefully. He just remembers the name.''

''But how's that possible? It shouldn't be like that.''

''If you have worked properly, sure it wouldn't be like that. Now please continue without sleeping this time.''

The girl followed the voices and stopped in front of a wall from where she could here them good. But they stopped talking. They. But who the shuck are they?

''Hello? Can you get me out of here? Where am I?'' She asked out loud. It was so strange to hear her voice in that room.

There was no answer to her pleads so she started thinking for another option to get out of here. The girl touched the walls. Cold and metal. There was no way that she was going to break them.

She was getting already bored. The room was empty if we didn't count the wooden table and chair but there was obviously a forcefield which was standing in her way. It reminded her of the slammer. Of course she preffered there because a) She knew where she was and b)She knew the people out of the ''prison''. After some time which felt like hundreds of years finally she understood that beyond those white walls there were actually people. There was sound of slipping and in the room appeared a plate with food and water. But she wouldn't eat it of course. Who knows, maybe it could be poisoned or something like that. She slipped it back under a tiny whole under one part of the walls to show that she didn't believe the people outside. Maybe there were the creators? They could give her the answers which no one didn't have in the Glade. Or maybe she was still in the Glade and the boys were just making a stupid joke. Nah, just faith.

''We have to delete her memories from the Glade. She will try to return. But I do not know what are we going to do with the subjects. And you know that subject A2 has to remember and it will get really confusing. What are we going to do, ms Paige?'' There the voices from earlier.

''Ronald, there is no need to be concerend, everything is going by plan. We won't delete her from their memories. And that will give us good details of their thinking and can hurry the proccess. About her, it will be easier than you think.'' She heard a femininie voice.

IS her actually me? They are going to delete my memories? Ha you wish, creators! I'm not gonna give up. Then an opening interrupted her thoughts. She quickly turned to the source of sound and found herself looking at the person she least expected.

''Hey, shank.''________________________A/N: Hay, everybody! Sorry bout the small chapta. I will try to update soon but I'm not giving promises. Also, this book is to its end I'm so sad about that but like I already menitoned before, there will be a sequel so prepare >:) Anyways, I think that was all and please comment and vote.Of course love always,Joanna