Working on the maze was... Complicated to explain in words. Things had to be accurate and no mistakes or miscalculation were allowed. I never made a foolhardy choice. Never in my life. Or so I thought.

One of the higher representative approached me and invited me to her office. I felt the tug of my seat calling to me but she had the upper hand; I couldn't refuse. I held a strict smile and followed her to her office. My body felt like it was warning me. My gut instincts tightened as if they had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling.

She placed a plain white tray on the plastic glossy table and handed the same white colour cup to me. I stirred the black liquid, which so happened to be a soothing type of drink called, tea.

"Nike, your plan with the Maze is going splendidly. I congratulate you on the hardships you have come across these past few years," the representative compliments, batting her eyelashes.

I put down the cup back on the tray and smile, ducking my head so she wouldn't see my expression.

"Thank you, I am very much obligated."

But something didn't fit. The representative wouldn't call me in to comment on such a ignorant subject. There had to be a catch. There was always a catch with WICKED.

"But.."

I tilted my head slightly towards the ceiling as my suspicions were correct. Her blue green eyes held stern sharpness and they pierced right through my hazel brown ones.

"We need one more experiment to be accomplished. And that includes a certain somebody."

I gulp the remaining saliva lingering in my mouth and clasp my hands together for the conclusion. Because, it definitely was coming near.

"And who is that?"

The representative inches her body closer to me and surrounds the area before whispering,"The last information is in your hands, Nike. We need you."

I sucked in a breath and tapped my thigh with three of my fingers.

"I will proceed with the experiment."

The representative smiled and she tried to be innocent, really. But I knew that rather than being genuine, her smile was wicked.