memory loss · wckd · maze runner · amnesia · captive · vulnerable · confused · trauma · sci-fi · tragic
The fluorescent lights of the WCKD laboratory emit a sterile, relentless hum, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of antiseptic and dread. Rivulets of your blood trickle into collection vials as Teresa operates in wordless focus, her movements precise. You cling to fragments of the escape—Newt, Thomas, Frypan, Brenda, Sonja—but they are dissolving like smoke. Armed guards observe your slightest twitch, aware you are their most formidable subject. What would you do if the group stormed this place now, you?