[Coralline].

I was running through the maze, there were at least two Grievers chasing me. My muscles were aching, my breath was heavy but I keep going. I had to if I wanted to survive.

Suddenly a Griever comes out from the right corner and stood right in front of me. I hastily stop and since I was running full speed I almost went face-first on the ground. The Griever made a deafening sound and started to move his giant legs in preparation for the attack. I turn around and sprinted the opposite way. I keep trying to lose him but he always seems to find me. I round a corner, only to see the back of a person that stood there.

"HEY RUN! RUN!" I shout at the person as I keep running. If he doesn't move he is gonna be killed. The person turns around and that's when I could see who it was. And I feel like all the blood had been drained from my body. No, it can't be...

"MINHO! RUN!" he still didn't move. I couldn't hear the Griever anymore, he had been following me for what felt like hours. The noises just seem to have vanished. I stopped and look behind me. There wasn't anything there. I turn around and quickly started to make my way towards Minho. A tear of relief escaping my eye. I never took my eyes off him in fear that he would vanish.

Before I could reach him, coming from nowhere, a Griever appears behind him.
"MINHO!" I scream in horror. Before I could make any move, one of the Griever's metallic arms went straight through Minho's chest.

"NOOO! ...NO...no!" I was sobbing uncontrollably, I couldn't breathe. My legs gave out and I fall to the floor on my knees. This isn't real, this can't be real. It's just a horrible nightmare. I was sobbing so harder that I could barely breathe. I can't lose him, not him. He is all I have. He was always the one to comfort me when I was crying. He always gave me the hope that I need to get out of this place. I can't imagine my life without him, not now, not ever. He can't leave me because I love him. I love him so much.
And then everything went black.

[Ava Paige].

It had past a month since we captured the subjects that were with the Right Arm. Every day we put them through experiments to estimulate their brain in order to create brain patterns that we believe to be the key to find a cure to the Flare Virus. So far the results hadn't been what we expected.

The subject A9 was now being tested. She was one of the two subjects from group A that we had now access to. Since the beginning of this experiments, this particular subject have been demonstrating significant data to the experiment that demonstrates the dead of subject A7. Due to the success of this especially experiment we decided that we should keep the same scenario.

I was watching her through the window, Janson by my side.

"The results show us that this subject could be our best chance to find a cure" I inform him.

"Isn't there anything you can do to accelerate the process?"

"Yes there is" I look at him.

"What stopping you? Dr.Paige as far as I can tell we need-"

"I know Janson" I move my eyes again to the subject, she was sobbing and screaming, like every other time that we had exposed her to this experiment.

"I just fear that she can't take it if we move any faster." It was silent for a while as I keep staring at the screaming subject.

"When she finished move her to her room"

"Yes ma'am"

[Coralline].

I woke up startled. Where is he? Where am I? Was it real?
Quickly I pushed the blankets of of me and jump out of bed. I frantically push aside the entrance of the vent that was under one of the bunk beds. I made my way to through the vents following a path that by now I knew too well.

I reach my destination and quietly push open the vent, in case some Wicked guards were here. I didn't see anyone so I came out from under the bed and quickly stood up, immediately turning around to see Minho laying on his bed, he was already looking at me, supporting himself on his elbow.

"What are y-" he didn't have time to finished before I literally threw myself at him. He fell back on the bed due to the force. I hug him as tight as I could, sobbing. I keep trying to hold him tighter against me, although I knew that it wasn't possible. He immediately wrap his arms around me and started to rub my back to try and calm me down. But I couldn't, the images of him dying were still very present in my mind. It seemed real.

"Hey, can you tell me what's wrong?" he asked in a soft voice. That only make me cried harder. My fists were grabbing tightly on his black T-shirt, like a child will do to his mother when they are afraid. And I was scared, scared that one day Minho would be taken away from me and I wouldn't be able to do anything to stop it, like I didn't stop that Griever.

"Shh...shh. It's okay. I'm here" he kept whispering in my ear. His fingers running through my hair, slightly calming me. He kissed my head a couple of times.

After a few minutes I had finally calm down, there was still tears running down my cheeks, but I didn't care. The only thing that matter to me in that moment was that he was alive and okay.

"Cora, what happened?" I didn't answer and keep my head buried in the crook of his neck.

"Come on you gotta talk to me" he said sighting deeply.

"I don't want to" my voice was muffled due to my position.
More tears escaped from only thinking about it. I just wanted to forget.

"Why don't you ever tell me want they made you see? Every time you came like this and I don't even shucking know why?" he was becoming desperate.
Every day he would asked me the same think, but I refused to answer.
When he come from the tests he always tell me want he saw, and it was awful. It cost me so much to see him in pain. As the days passed he seem to became more tired and drained. There were bags under his eyes and I know he didn't sleep at night. If I didn't have found a way to see him, I had probably gone crazy. This was the only way that I got be with him. Wicked cut every way of communication that we could possibly have.

"Minho just please forget it" I lift my head to look down at him.

"Please" I whispered softly. He slowly set up on the bed, making me seat on his lap, strangling him.

"I hate to see you like this..." he whispered, cupping my cheeks and whipping softly my tears with his thumbs.

"There's nothing you can do Minho" I breath deeply while looking up into his eyes.

"There is... you just got to let me help you, okay?"
I sniffed and shook my head no.

"Please..." his eyes had become glassy and I couldn't take it anymore.

"I-I s-see..." I took a shacking breath before continuing. "I see you d-die" I started to cry again. He immediately wrap his arms around me, hugging me tightly to him, my head pressed to his chest. We stay like that for a couple of minutes, just embracing each other.

He softly push me back a little to look at me, but I keep my head down.

"Hey look at me" I whip my tears that were still falling and look at him from under my lashes. He put his fingers under my chin moving my head so he could look straight in my red and puffy eyes.

"You just have to remember that is not real. I know it's shucking hard but you gotta try, okay?"

"I don't know if I can. S-sometimes I don't even know if this is real. If you are really here..."
We look in each other eyes for a moment. Before I knew it his lips were pressed softly against mine. Before I could start to move my lips against his, he broke the kiss.

"Did you felt that?" he asked me looking straight at my eyes.

"Yeah" I answer a bit confused.

"Then you now this is real" a small chuckle left my lips.

"I love you...so much" I said trying to control myself to not cry again.

"I love you to Cora" he placed a small kiss on my nose. I lean in and kiss him softly. He laid back down on the bed, his arms still secured around my waist. We laid on our sides without never disconnecting our lips.

I knew that I couldn't stay here with Minho. Wicked guards would come for the night check up and if they found me here I would be shucked.
But right now I couldn't detach myself from him. Tomorrow we will be taken to the same room were they will manipulate our minds. I knew exactly what they would make me see. It didn't change since the first time they have done it.

I guess I just had to keep reminding myself that Minho was not going anywhere without me. The day he dies I will go with him.

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