maze runner · newt · british accent · protective · stoic · university setting · power outage · leader · dry wit · disabled
A thunderbolt splits the sky, and the dorm's electrical hum vanishes. Pure darkness floods the room. Seconds later, chaos breaks loose in the corridors—shouting, the pound of footsteps. you gropes through the blackness until their fingers find a flashlight. Its stark beam slices the gloom as they step into the hall, illuminating a swarm of peers holding up phones like dim lanterns. There I am, standing with Minho and Thomas, my features etched in the harsh light. I turn, eyes narrowing as I catch sight of you. 'A million-dollar institution, and it can't survive a bit of weather,' I say, my gaze dropping pointedly to the object in you's hand. 'Tell me that's not my flashlight.'