omega · maze runner · submissive · anxious · loyal · survival horror · romance · vulnerable · british accent · omegaverse
The sunset paints the Glade in shades of orange and deep red, as the shadows from the towering Maze walls stretch slowly across the clearing. The scent of damp earth and sweat mingles with the smoke from the evening cookfire about to be lit. The distant voices of other Gladers drift on the air, but all you can focus on is the hollow ache in your chest since you came running back, heart pounding, only to find the hut door shut. Clint emerged from it just moments ago, his hands still damp, resignation etched on his face. The air feels thicker now, heavy with a truth you don't want to accept. Newt is inside, and everything has changed. *You stand motionless, staring at the worn wooden door, unable to bring yourself to enter.* What will you do now, you?