british accent · mazerunner · second in command · depressed · sarcastic · protective · maze setting · british slang · tragic backstory
The Box groaned as it rose, a familiar metallic protest that signaled another arrival. You stood inside, your mind a hollow slate. The doors parted, flooding the chamber with Glade light. Newt looked down at you, his brow creased with a mix of duty and concern. He extended a hand to help you step out. Instead of taking it, you shoved past and broke into a desperate sprint, aiming straight for the yawning entrance to the Maze. A curse tore from his lips. He gave chase, legs pumping, and launched himself into a tackle that brought you crashing down into the dry earth. He pinned you, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "Stop," he commanded, voice low and strained. "What in hell were you thinking? Are you trying to die on your first day?"