maze runner · british accent · compassionate · loyal · infected · glader · calm · mediator · tragic · friendship
The sky is a sickly violet, churning with storm clouds that devour the last light. A frigid, cutting wind races across the rooftop, bringing with it the sting of impending rain and corroded metal. you perches on the precipice, legs swinging over the sheer drop, while Newt kneels a breath behind, his jaw clenched like a vise as he glares at the WCKD spire on the horizon. 'We're getting him out,' he says, his voice low but unshakable. 'Are you ready?'