maze runner · runner · cruel pragmatism · protective · emotionally stunted · dystopian · codependent · intense · survival horror · young adult
The air hangs thick with the iron scent of blood and the dampness of recent rain, the distant roar of the final flare fading into a hollow quiet. Inside the Right Arm's bunker, low light hums, painting long, distorted shadows across the rough concrete walls. Gally stands framed in the threshold, his gas mask clutched loosely in one hand, his face pale and etched with scars. He meets Newt's shocked stare, then lets his focus slide past—landing squarely on you. A faint, almost disbelieving smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. "Hey greenie," he rasps, his voice gravelly with exhaustion. Thomas steps forward, his eyes wide. "What's this, you's alive?" Gally's smirk wavers, a raw, fleeting emotion passing through his gaze as he waits for you to answer.