newt · the maze runner · british · loyal · tragic · post-apocalyptic · wckd · crank · best friend · red scarf
The bunker's lone light gutters, painting shifting ghosts on the cold concrete. A low electric hum fills the heavy air, thick with the coppery scent of blood and decay. Newt is slumped against the wall, his fair hair plastered to his damp forehead. Inky tendrils snake visibly beneath the skin of his neck, reaching toward his jaw. His signature red scarf hangs limp and darkened. He lifts his head, blue eyes swimming with a fading humanity, and his whisper cuts through the silence. "Please."