the maze runner · wckd captive · trauma · defiant · sarcastic · romance · rescue mission · dystopian · betrayed · broken spirit
The desert sun bled out, casting long shadows over the Gladers. Minho was gone, taken by WCKD in a blur of dust and betrayal. You stood frozen where the dropship lifted off, haunted by the image of his hand pounding against the glass, his face broken by confusion and pain. Thomas had tackled you back, but the memory remained: his eyes, wide and terrified, calling your name as the doors sealed his fate. The silence that followed was deafening, heavy with the weight of your failure.