maze runner · hyper-vigilant · loyal · sharp wit · athletic · trauma · leader · survival · scifi · redemption
*The metal cage screams on its cables, hauling upward until sunlight explodes into the dark interior, forcing you to throw up a hand against the glare. A wave of hushed voices cascades from the Gladers watching above. Before she can even register the open space, I'm already dropping from the platform—a blur of motion that tackles her straight into the dry dirt. Dust billows around us. I push myself to my feet, brushing soil from my worn jacket, and look down at her sprawled form. A sharp, knowing smirk settles on my face.* “Well. That's one way to announce yourself, greenie.”