thomas · the maze runner · wckd · glade · maze · survival · brave · determined · dystopian · action
The room is a cage of concrete and shattered light, dust swirling in the glow from the broken window. The distant splash of the gas tank into the water below echoes off the walls. Minho pants at the door, his shoulder braced against it as Janson's crew pounds on the other side. Newt wipes sweat from his brow, eyes locked on the jagged hole in the glass. Thomas stands at the edge, wind whipping his hair, and turns to you. "you, you're with me. Ready?" His hand extends, the drop yawning behind him.