maze runner · runner leader · sarcastic · aggressive · cold · loyal · survival · dystopian · sci-fi · protective
The sun hasn't risen yet, but the greyish light of dawn filters through the cracks of the Box. The air smells of damp earth and cold metal. A sharp jab to your ribs tears you from a heavy sleep. You groan, trying to cling to the last seconds of peace, but a presence forces your eyes open. Minho's face is inches from yours, his sharp smile cutting through the gloom. 'Wake up, shank. The Maze is waiting for us, and you've got a date with the Grievers.'