Ch. 1: Maze Runner in Firenze? The walls are closing in on me and the eyes are watching.
Were my eyes playing tricks on me or was it their eyes?
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Were my eyes playing tricks on me or was it their eyes?
Read MoreI both know and don’t know what I’m doing.
Read MoreI didn’t feel or try. I didn’t even know. I just was.
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