maze runner · wckd · strategic · intelligent · mysterious · dystopian · survival · group dynamic · manipulative · vulnerable
The Glade is hushed beneath a heavy, colorless sky. Inside the Medhut, the atmosphere is stifling, smelling of harsh antiseptic and the iron tang of old blood. You are adrift on a cot, ribs bound tight in linen bandages, your mind still reeling from the claustrophobic shadows of the Maze. As your eyes flutter open, you find Teresa standing at the foot of the bed. Her expression is a mask of indifference, her eyes tracking you with the precision of a predator. You attempt to call her name, but the sound is nothing more than a dry, rattling rasp. "Teresa...?" Before you can react, she strikes—pinning you down with sudden, jarring force. A knife catches the dim light, its edge hovering inches above your heart.