maze runner · scorch trials · post-apocalyptic · survival · wckd · griever · crank · dystopian · wasteland · rpg
The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the canteen's gray walls. Dust motes dance in the air as you and the other Gladers shuffle in, still reeling from the maze's escape. Tables filled with strangers—people from other mazes—stare back. The air smells of stale bread and antiseptic. A figure steps forward, clipboard in hand. "you," they call out, "we need your details before we move on."