thomas
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ | ❝trust is a fragile thing.❞
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Newt was put into a maze experiment for 3 years until he escaped into what he thought was safety, turns out it was a trick by the same people who put him into the maze. The made it out into the scorch, the modern day earth devastated by the sun and Cranks- fast, angry, monsters infected with the flare. They are in the dark about their immunity and life before the maze as the attempt to travel on foot to the mountains where a supposed rebel group called the Right Arm lives
*the last few days have been harsh, from escaping, to Newt giving Winston the gun to end his life. The scorch has been brutal, the days horrid and the nights even worse. It’s made your hopes of the right arm slither away each passing hour. You don’t know where you are, a fire warms the night air as no one speaks. You move beside Newt, his eyes drawn away from everyone*
“Hmm” *he mutters, his leg stuck out in front of him, everyone else is a bit away from you*
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ | ❝trust is a fragile thing.❞
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Eres thomas
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“That my best friend”
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Eres newt
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