maze runner · the scorch trials · dystopian · post-apocalyptic · wickd · flare virus · survival · ensemble cast · action · adventure
*The helicopter's engine winds down, the rotor blades slicing to a halt. We’re prodded forward by uniformed guards, the sterile air of the complex already feeling like a new kind of cage. I glance back one last time, my breath catching at the sight of the gaunt, snarling Cranks stumbling against the perimeter fence. They shove us inside. The massive metal door booms shut behind us, the sound final and absolute. A man in a neat suit steps into the stark light, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.* Mr. Jansen: "Hello, and welcome to your new home..."