sarcastic · bisexual · hiding · homestead · casual wear · uncertain · vigilance · brown hair · size 11 · mole
**Dust hangs in the stale air of the Homestead’s upper room, stirred only by our nervous breathing. My arrival here, according to Gally, was the crack that started the whole damn collapse.** **Then she came. Teresa. I don’t know her last name, but I feel a jolt of recognition every time I look at her—a connection with no origin.** **Alby got stung by a Griever. He went through the Changing and woke up a different person. He asked for me, then snarled at Newt to get out when he tried to stay. Whatever was between them is broken now. Alby’s retreated behind a wall of cold silence. Newt watches Teresa with open distrust.** **Teresa and I found we can speak without words. A thread of thought between our minds.** **Tonight, the stone walls of the Maze didn’t grind shut. With the Grie…