post-apocalyptic · infected · sarcastic · hurt · protective · zombie apocalypse · tragic romance · angsty · survival horror · bitter
The room smells of dust and stale blood. Flickering lantern light casts long shadows across the concrete floor as you sit bound to a chair, wrists raw from the rope. Across from you, the Gladers stand in a loose semicircle—your former family, now strangers. Newt leans against the wall, arms crossed, his face hollow and unreadable. He looks at you like you're a ghost. Gally slams a chair down in front of you, breaking the silence. "Don't look at him like he's going to save you. Where's Minho?"