𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

047 - First ever promise made

CHAPTER 47
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"How is he doing?" I barged into the Med-hut. Clint, Jeff and Teresa were there.

"Not good. Not at all good". Jeff shook his head and sighed. He had his arms crossed.

Clint was standing over Alby placing a wet cloth on his forehead.

"When I arrived". Teresa started talking. "These were with me". She took two shots of blue liquid. "Do you think it might help?"

I walked over to her and she handed me one shot. It was a blue liquid and the familiar letters were there.

W.C.K.D.

The people who sent us here gave us this. But what can it be? Could it actually help Alby?

The three of them were looking at me hoping that I would know the answer. Maybe it could help maybe it would make him worse.

"I don't know if it's safe. It might cure him but also kill him". I sighed running a hand through my face.

Just then Thomas, Nolan, Newt, and Minho came in.

Great.

"How is he doing?" Newt asked walking towards us. The others followed looking at Alby.

"Not good. Also Teresa brought this up". Jeff motioned at the liquid in my hand. He glanced at me and I gave it to him with a sigh.

At that moment our fingers touched.

I ignored it.

"What is this?" He asked frowning. He held up in the air the shot and stared at it.

"We don't know". Clint shrugged. "Stella thinks it might cure him or kill him".

"So we don't know what it contains it is not safe". Newt shook his head inspecting the liquid in his head.

"Why don't we try?" Thomas spoke. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Because we don't know who sent it or why it came up here with you". He motioned at Teresa. "I mean for all we know, this thing could kill him".

"He's already dying". Thomas pointed at Alby. "Look at him. How could this possibly make it any worse?"

Indeed.

Alby's veins were only turning black and blacker. He seemed to be in a lot more pain than it actually looked like. He was struggling and they had tied him for protection.

Who knows what is he feeling at the moment?

"Come on it's worth a try". Thomas insisted.

"We can't be sure-".

"All right". Newt said cutting me off. "Do it".

"What-this can kill him!" I looked at Thomas and Newt. Thomas snatched the liquid from Newt's hand and he was standing over Alby.

Thomas was standing over Alby ready to inject the syringe. "Okay". He exhaled and he was about to inject him-

"You shouldn't be here!" Alby granted grabbing Thomas by the shirt.

All of them jumped on top of Thomas trying to drag him off Alby's grip.

"Get the syringe. Go". Thomas grunted too passing me the syringe. Because my hands were already trying to push Alby off Thomas I threw the syringe to Teresa who injected him right away.