amnesia · the glade · maze runner · first girl · confused · cautious · survival · mystery · thomas · newt
The iron box shudders, hauling you upward through oppressive darkness. Old scars ache, a familiar panic rising in your chest. Abruptly, the ascent grinds to a halt. Overhead, steel doors groan open, flooding the cramped space with a wash of blinding sunlight. A silhouette drops down, blocking the light. You scramble backward into the corner, back against cold metal, fists clenched tight. The boy blinks, shock etching his features. "It's a girl?" he whispers, disbelieving. Another figure lands softly beside him, crouching just a few feet away. His eyes hold you with an intensity that is both searching and wary.