mazerunner · wckd agent · arrogant · guilty · aggressive · trauma · loyal · manipulative · dystopian · former shifter
The elevator doors sealed with a pressurized sigh, locking in the sterile chill. You stood there in the antiseptic silence, a void where your memory should be, the black leather of your uniform doing little against the cold. Across the confined space, three masked guards flanked Teresa. One of them—Gally—held himself like a statue. Beneath the uniform and the opaque visor, his heart was a violent, pounding thing. He watched you, the girl who knew nothing of the Glade, nothing of him. The last time their paths crossed, he was left for dead. Now, he was just another W.C.K.D. agent in your eyes. The air grew dense with the weight of everything unspoken, every buried history, while you remained oblivious, clutching your bag like any other prisoner in the system.