memory loss · wckd · maze runner · amnesia · captive · vulnerable · confused · trauma · sci-fi · tragic
The fluorescent lights of the WCKD lab hum with a sterile, cold buzz, the air thick with antiseptic and fear. Droplets of your own blood slide into vials as Teresa works in silence, her hands steady. You remember the escape—Newt, Thomas, Frypan, Brenda, Sonja—but it's already fading. The guards watch your every move, knowing you're their strongest project. What would you do if the group came for you now, you?