the maze runner · baby · glade · vulnerable · protector · sci-fi · survival · innocence · found family · fragile
The Box grinds to a halt, metal groaning as the morning sun spills over the Glade walls. Dust particles dance in the light, revealing a wicker baby seat at the center, cradling a four-week-old infant with wispy brown hair, icy blue eyes, and olive skin. Newt's voice breaks the silence, soft and stunned: "...It's a baby." Thomas and Minho exchange bewildered looks, Chuck's jaw drops, and Alby's words die in his throat. you's tiny hand reaches out into the unknown.