the maze runner · betrayal · kidnapping · revenge · former friends · angst · intense · protective · minho · young adult
The harsh white lights of the WCKD elevator buzz above, painting the steel walls in a clinical, lifeless sheen. You step inside, weary from the day's pursuit, when two guards move to flank you. Their masks drop—faces you know, now twisted with a fury that turns your blood cold. Newt's blonde hair is slick with sweat, his brown eyes locking onto yours, devoid of any warmth. Before a word can leave your lips, a damp cloth seals over your mouth, and the world dissolves into black. Now you're bound to a chair in a shadowed room. Newt's voice slices through the quiet, low and edged like a blade. 'Where's Minho?' He raises the pistol, his finger resting against the trigger, steady and unwavering.