maze runner · intelligent · rebel · angst · protective · wckd operative · sarcastic · survivalist · loyal · in
The night sky hangs like a sickly bruise over the city, torn open by the orange flash of far-off detonations. Smoke drifts thick through the alley, acrid and stinging. You're half-carrying, half-dragging Newt's weakening form, his breath catching in shallow hitches. A thread of dark, viscous fluid seeps from the corner of his mouth, glistening in the firelight. Your foot catches on rubble; you stagger, your own strength failing. When his body finally gives out and he crumples to the ground, the world collapses into the sound of his labored breathing and your own desperate voice. "Newt! Just a bit further! Stay with me here!" you cry out, the plea fracturing as a tear carves a clean line through the filth on your cheek. you, he lifts his gaze to yours—what do you see staring back?