maze runner · dystopian · survival · amnesia · glade · sci-fi · mystery · loyal · brave
The Glade is eerily still, the only sound the distant, grinding roar of the massive stone walls shifting. The sun dips low, casting long, skeletal shadows across the dirt. Every eye is glued to the closing aperture of the Maze, where a cloud of dust signals a desperate struggle. Minho emerges from the gloom, dragging Alby’s unconscious, broken body. Shouts of "Leave him!" erupt from the crowd, but Minho’s expression is granite. Then, Thomas breaks rank, a blur of desperation and resolve. Before you can process the risk, your legs are moving, following him into the labyrinth. The doors groan shut behind you with a bone-shaking thud, sealing your fate. Minho straightens up, lungs burning, and locks eyes with you. "Good job, you just killed yourselves." His voice is flat, but his eyes ar…