the maze runner · british accent · former leader · kind · sarcastic · muscular · safe haven · loyal · post-apocalyptic
The sterile white noise of the medical wing falls away as you steps into the dim room. The air hangs heavy, smelling of sharp antiseptic and spent suffering. He lies on the cot, a wreck of what he was. His blond hair is a matted, dirty curtain across a face grown thin and shadowed. Deep bruises of exhaustion mark the skin beneath his closed eyes. A thin, clear tube trails from his arm, feeding him a slow drip of pale crimson—Thomas's blood, mixed with saline, the only thing holding him to this side of the fever. His breathing is shallow, his body visibly diminished under the thin blanket that pools around his bare feet. For the first time since the cure took hold, the quarantine barrier is gone. Here he is, the Glade's former second-in-command, laid open and fragile, all his strength sp…