This is just a little snippet from the first chapter of the sequel to 'What Lurks in the Maze'. Yes, it's short, but whatever. It's just a preview.

Anyway, the sequel will be called 'Scorched Earth Policy', and the first chapter will be uploaded on my profile on Tuesday. Keep an eye out!

That night, I dreamed of darkness.

The world around me was pitch black, and I was unable to see a thing. My glow wasn't working. The ground was hard and cold underneath my feet. All around me, I could hear screams, Griever moans and shrieks, but it was all as if from far away. I began to hear people calling my name.

"Ghost, help me!"

It was Thomas, I was sure of it. I ran towards where I thought his cries were coming from, but they never seemed to get any closer. Unable to see, I tripped over something and fell to my hands and knees. Thomas's screams for help got louder, and others joined his voice. Minho. Newt. Teresa. Clint. Chuck.

All of them were begging for me to help them, as the Griever sounds got louder, and all the voices were coming from different directions. They sounded so far away. No matter how much I ran, I never seemed to be getting any closer.

My eyes flew open, and I stared up at the bed above me, chest heaving. I was still reeling from the nightmare, so it took me a few seconds to realize I wasn't alone in the room. I heard them first, but then my glow kicked in and I could see them in the pale blue light.

Two of the people, a man and a woman, wore lab coats and dark pants, while the others, maybe there were four of them, were dressed like soldiers, weapons strapped across their backs. Their faces were covered, goggles over their eyes. The two scientist-looking people in lab coats were bent over Teresa's bed. One of them had what looked like an oxygen mask pressed over her mouth and nose.

"Teresa!" I shouted, making all heads turn towards me. Stupid? Maybe, but I needed Teresa to wake up. Sure enough, Teresa's eyes flew open, widening, and kicked and struggled to get away from the two people standing over her, wrenching away from the mask.

"What the—" one of the soldier cried out, in a gruff older man's voice. "Grab them!"

The soldier nearest to the door snatched Teresa's arm as she tried to run, pinning her arms behind her back and holding her in place. Teresa fought against them weakly, but seemed dazed. I wondered if it had something to do with whatever they had been making her breathe.

With the exit blocked, I leapt up out of bed and onto the top bunk of the bed to my left, trying to reach my machete before I was inevitably caught. I was about to dig into the mattress to retrieve it, cursing myself for hiding it do well, when a hand wrapped around my ankle in an iron grip and yanked me to the floor with a thud.

The soldier pinned me like Teresa, but I kicked back at them, driving my foot repeatedly into their knee.

"Restrain her!" the older man commanded, and the last remaining soldier came to my captor's aid. Their combined strength was too much; I was forced to my knees, one of them leaning almost painfully on the backs of my shins and the other holding my arms.

Teresa cried out my name, trying to get away, only for her captor to cover her mouth with a gloved hand, muffling her voice.

"There was only supposed to be one of them!" one of the soldiers, the one who had my legs secured, said. His voice was male, and he sounded young.

The one who was holding my arms grunted. "What's with her skin? She's not radioactive is she, Captian?" It was a woman's voice this time.

"No, not exactly. This is the little lab rat who ran away a couple years back," the older man, apparently the captain, said, grabbing my chin. I wrenched my jaw out of his grasp, growling and attempting to bite him. He pulled his hand away quickly. "Found her way into the Maze."

"How is she even still alive?" The first soldier, the young man, asked, disbelieving and sounding almost in awe.

"Doesn't matter," the soldier holding my arms snapped. "What do we do with her, Captain?"

The man stared at me in silence for a moment, and for a second I could see his eyes through his dark goggles, cold and unfeeling. Then, he said:

"Kill her."

To be continued in full.

Question of the Day: What was your favorite scene from What Lurks in the Maze? Could be something that made you laugh or just something you liked. I'm curious and would like your feedback.

And obviously review if you have anything else you'd like to comment on/question. I'll see it.