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The Leader's breaths were sharp and sporadic as Madylin helplessly stared at him, not wanting to imagine the Glade without him. They were all at a loss. Should they use the syringe and take a chance? But what about the side effects? Time was running out, and Alby's condition had only worsened since she last saw him; black veins now traveled up his chest and neck in multiple directions.
Thomas and Teresa stood together, their faces serious as they watched Newt carefully consider the syringe. Thomas drummed his fingers impatiently on his leg, the tension growing in the Medhut.
"We don't even know what's in this, who sent it, or why it appeared with you," Newt's brows were tightly knitted together as he looked between Thomas and Teresa. "I mean, for all we know, this could kill him."
Thomas grew more insistent, gesturing towards a panting Alby. "He's already dying, Newt. Look at him. How could this make it any worse? It's worth a try."
"He's right," the redhead finally spoke up, drawing everyone's attention. "It's worth a shot. It may be risky, but we won't know until we try," Madylin stood and walked over to Newt, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder and looking up at him with her beautiful blue eyes. The same blue eyes he had seen stained with tears that horrid day. "We can't lose Ally too, Newt," she whispered mainly to him, "We can't afford to lose another leader— You saw how things went after Nick."
Newt hesitated, his jaw tightening as he relived the time when the Glade was a chaotic mess. No one was ready for Alby to lead on his own, including Alby himself. And if they lost Alby now, it would be his turn to lead. He wasn't ready for that responsibility. He looked from his girlfriend to Thomas and reluctantly handed the syringe over. "Fine. Do it."
A collective sigh of relief went through the group as Thomas took the syringe from Newt's hand and approached Alby's unconscious form. Pressing down on his arm with one hand and gripping the syringe tightly with the other, Thomas hesitated for a moment looking back at the group once before raising his arm.
Turning back, Thomas was met with a woken Ably who clamped onto his shirt, yanking him in. "You should be here! You shouldn't be here!" he screamed.
Everyone begins to run towards the bed, Teresa and Clint grabbing onto one as Newt grabs the other, all attempting to hold down the infected boy. Alby's words were inaudible as he tried fighting them off and continuing to yank Thomas.
