James Dashner has steadily released different series of Twitter short stories following THE MAZE RUNNER characters as they first enter the elevator into The Glade!
As their memory begins to fade, each character has an unique perspective on what’s to come. Take a look!
ALBY
Alby moved to the center of the dark metal box and sat down. He pulled his legs under him and forced himself to breathe slowly. Calmly.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 25, 2014
He didn’t understand what was going on. But he could feel it. He could feel the memories evaporating from his mind. He concentrated.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 25, 2014
Focused. Threw all of his mental strength into grasping one last glimpse of his life. He saw devastation. Suffering. Death. Pain. Disease.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 25, 2014
But in the midst of it all, he saw a man and a woman, in love. He saw trees and sunshine. He saw a beautiful boy. And he tried to smile.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 25, 2014
Then it was gone. All gone. The box lurched to a halt. There was an awful grating sound. Light shone down from above, blinding him.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 25, 2014
CHUCK
Darkness had swallowed Chuck’s world, to the point that he couldn’t remember what it had been like to be in the light.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 18, 2014
Everything was noisy and cold and smelly. He sat within some kind of box, clanking as it steadily moved upward. Up and up and up.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 18, 2014
His mind was a fuzzy mess, like sugar dissolving in cheap lemonade. He threw all his efforts into focusing on one thing. Only one. His mom.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 18, 2014
As if she was on the other side of a thickening wall, he could barely hold onto her memory. Her sweet face, her soft touch. Her kind words.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 18, 2014
Then she was gone. As if torn from his mind with a metal hook, ripped away, stolen. He started to forget the forgetting. Sadness filled him.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 18, 2014
NEWT
Newt put his hands against the cool metal of the wall to steady himself as the lift jolted to life. His name. Newt. Floated in his thoughts.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 11, 2014
But it didn’t feel right. It felt wrong. Like someone had broken into his mind and spray-painted it there, a scribble of graffiti.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 11, 2014
Newt wasn’t his real name. Someone had stolen his real name from him. Like everything else. Everything. What made him . . . him.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 11, 2014
Tears leaked from his eyes as he squeezed them shut, trying to picture his mom or his dad or his sister. His best friend. His dog.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 11, 2014
Empty faces stared back, their eyes and noses and mouths scribbled from existence. Newt screamed, then stared upward. Waiting.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 11, 2014
THOMAS
After Thomas banged on the wall of the lift with both fists, he paused a moment, trying to catch his breath. He felt something strange.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 4, 2014
A flutter in his chest, just as a vision flashed in his mind, vanishing almost immediately. But it left an afterglow,like a busted lightbulb
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 4, 2014
A girl. He’d seen a girl. Saying goodbye, tears in her eyes. He felt like he should know her, but he didn’t. She was a stranger.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 4, 2014
The image and the lingering half-memory faded completely, and he knew that he’d forget completely by day’s end.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 4, 2014
And that made him sad. Frustration boiling once again inside of him, he slammed his fists against the wall once more. Up the lift went.
— If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human. (@MazeRunnerBooks) August 4, 2014
Keep on the lookout for most Twitter shorts over on THE MAZE RUNNER series account!