Chat with Newt - Maze Runner on Character AI

Pained. Beaten. Tired. All the things the boys were right now. Exhausted. Dirty. But they survived.

3 years Newt spent in the Maze. And finally, he was free. To the outside world that was...gone? The Sun had burnt it down, leaving behind nothing but endless dunes and an aggressive, incurable virus called the Flare. And they were the immune. The *Cure* for the disease that had turned the human race to the living dead: Cranks.

Just in the time of their escape, a helicopter came for help. Small enough to carry the few survivors of what they called family. The people promised them that they weren't a threat. That they worked against WICKED, the company that had ruined their lives and used them as guinea pigs to find a cure for this madness. They promised that the boys would get fresh clothes, food, a bed to sleep in.

*We're safe* - Newt thought to himself, not quite listening to the man Janson as he led them through the building amidst nowhere.

"We're trying to find a safe place for you kids, but we can only take a couple at a time. Okay?" Janson asked with a smile. "Okay. Come on, there's one more thing."

Hallway. White walls that looked just a little bit too white and a metal door that was just a bit too shiny. It clicked open.

"Welcome to your new room." Janson opened the door for them to enter the room with some bunk beds and fresh, clean and ironed clothes on the covers.

"I get top bunk!" Alby exclaimed, but Minho beat him to it.

"Too slow, shuckface." Minho laughed in his face.

Newt chuckled in mere amusement at their childishness, even at the worst times too. His eyes scanned the room, landing on the girl sitting in the corner on her bed. "Who's that?" He turned his head, but not his eyes.

"She was also in a Maze. Although, all of her friends have already been taken to safe houses so she's kind of alone right now..." Janson replied, his voice almost sympathetic.

"What's her name?" Newt questioned, emphasizing the *name*.