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''Hey shank.'' He said.

''G....G...Gally?! What the shuck? Aren't you dead? What's going on?'' She stood up but fell down again because the hunger was eating her powers.

''Don't expect me to help ya. I'm just sent here to explain some things.'' He smirked at her experssion on her face.

''Wh..what?''

''First don't interrupt me. Okay, you are in WICKED. That means World In Catastrophe: Killzone Experiment Department. Or in other words outside of that room are the creators. They...they can control us. Remember when Newt said he wanted you to be banished? Yeah, he was controlled by the creators. Also the voice in your head? It's them again. They explained me everything. When you were running in the maze, something got in your eye. It was a bug with a chip inside it. They speaked through it in your head.'' Gally stopped for a moment to catch his breath. And that was the perfect opportunity for questions.

''Why? Why the creators needed to speak in my head?''

''Umm well they didn't exactly said but they mentioned that you never should have been in the maze and that you would destroy their experiments so you needed to be killed.'' Gally shurgged. ''But anyways why don't you eat? We try to get good food for ya.''

''Sweet but no thanks. I won't axept food from the enemy. And I see...you think in the same way.'' She raised her eyebrows sarcastically.

''Shank. Ya know I wasn't going to be alive without those people outside.'' He pointed the door. ''They helped me and I don't see why we should hate them. WICKED is good.''

''Shut up. Don't say we. You are not one of us Gally. And i think the others will be on the same opinion as me.''

''Oh, will they? Stupid slinthead. You know...you will never see 'em again. The creators will delete your memories again or will leave you here forever. Like I said before: you should have never gone in the Glade and WICKED will make sure they won't make any mistakes again. And don't think the gladers want you back. The creators have ways to control their minds so they don't wanna see you again.'' Gally winked at her and she made a grimase. ''Now try to stay bloody alive and eat something.'' The boy laughed evilish and got out of the room.

Damn. Gally why? Why do you want me to suffer? Oh, hell no I'm not gonna give up. Newt, stay away from my mind!***

''Hey, shuck-face. What are you doing on the floor? Get up, the grievers will come soon!'' Minho. He was standing right in front of her smiling sassily. The boy offered her a hand to get up but she noticed something: first, his hair wasn't that perfect and second, even though he smiled, Minho looked heartless.

''No.'' The girl shook her head. She wanted to sink in the corner where she stood. There wasn't a shucking way to bear this. ''This is not real. You are not real.'' And then the person in front of her was gone.

"Please. Please stop it. Get away from me." She murmured and put her head in her knees. But then she felt a tapping on her elbow. The girl slowly picked up her head and saw him.

"Hey. Let's get you out of here. Come on." The blonde boy was looking at her with a smile on his face. He stretched his hand to help her get up.

"N..Newt? Wha..what, why, ho..o-ow-"

"I'll explain later. Come on. Get up, we have to get away from WICKED." Newt cut her off and got up.

"F-from where do you know 'bout WICKED? Newt, what's going on?!"

"I said get up!" He know said angrily. His face turned into a grimase of anger. He puller her up without her wanting and started walking to the door holding her wrist.

"Get off me. Please. Let go of me." She whispered and pulled back her hand. The glader turned around and looked at her annoyed.

"You....you are not real." Then he was gone. Like the wind blew him away.

The girl collapsed on the ground and tried to stop the tears. She got to the corner of the room and put her hands around her knees trying to isolate everything from the reality.

"I'm not here. This isn't happening. I'm not here. This isn't happening." She started whispering to herself.

WICKED'S POV:"M..ma'am? I think she is going to die. We...we need to get her out."

"Shut the fuck up, John! I don't need your opinion. I don't care if she's gonna die. I mean, this subject had to die a long time ago." The old woman with a tight brown bun hissed annoyed.

"But...what about the new plan? Ms. Paige said-"

"Ms. Paige is not here. I command so you listen to me!" The woman cut John off.

"Actually, Ava is the boss here. You are just one of the members of her staff so we have to obey her commands." Joined a guy in the argument.

"Aww so sweet! I know you want Ava, Evan but she just isn't on your level, darling." The woman smiled evilish.

"You are reaaaally stupid. You attack me with my personal life because you know that I'm right about Ava. We should stick to her plan and move on."

The woman stopped talking at this comment and thought about for a second.

"Some people in her mind won't kill her." She shrugged.

"Olivia, can't you see? She is going mental! We need her with a proper mind!"

"Evan you know she was always insane. You just don't want to admit it because you are her-"

"Stop! Shut up! Shut up or I'll tell Ms. Paige that you are trying to involve my personal life in my work! She will kick you out as soon as she understands that."

"Calm down, Evan. Just try to accept it." Olivia laughed and got out of the room.

The girl's POV:She heard muffled voices but didn't pick up her head. She was going insane for sure. The voices, the people everything. And the worst part was that she didn't mind that. She just didn't want to see them. Shuck, when did I get so caring for them? For shuck's sake they are your friends!....aren't they?___________________________A/N: Helooo. I dunno what to say. Mmm thanks for reading my chapter? Oke, thank you and have a nice day/night. Please comment and vote :))Love always,Joanna