𝘔𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳

𝚁𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗

Perfection was needed for this chapter - some scenes are changed, interrupted make out session

At the sound of (Y/n)'s voice, joy filled Newt's heart. His cracked lips pulled into a wide smile, as his hands tugged the safety goggles to his eyes. The two other kids who had joined Newt, quickly turned on the fire torch.

Newt waited until the flame turned blue before bringing it over to the window. After a few minutes, the window created a loud crack. (Y/n) stared at the window, trying to focus on the shadow of Newt.

During the journey, Janson's decorative mark had gotten infected. Blisters formed around the burnt skin. A fever had grown to high temperatures, and the boy couldn't even focus on the ceiling above him.

Once the glass was cracked enough, Newt stood up and jumped onto the panel. The blonde yelped as the glass caved, landing on a metal table. New climbed of the table with a pained groan and rubbed the side of his thigh.

(Y/n) felt his lips burn as they smiled, seeing the boy. Though, he didn't know if this was a hallucination or reality. The fever had caused him to imagine many things while strapped to a table.

The first hallucination that (Y/n) saw, was Winston. His eyes black as charcoal with black spit drifting out of his mouth. His cheeks and any skin that was shown was deathly pale. The paleness was decorated with black veins that seemed to be breathing in the boy's body.

After a few days or hours, (Y/n) could never tell, Winston was joined with Oliver and Millie. They seemed to have a need to join the torment. But the one person that made him break was Jack.

Jack looked worse than any of them. His eyes no longer had the innocent hazel that was always filled with curiosity and joy. Instead, his eyes was replaced with the black abyss of his eye sockets.

Blood flowed out of them, his hair dishevelled and blood stained his shirt. At the sight of him, (Y/n) could only think of the screaming pleas that night back in the maze.

The four didn't leave him alone for what seems like forever. They're whispering voices started to hurt his ears. The voices overlapped, never making coherent sentences. It wasn't until (Y/n) felt completely numb in every part of his body, that the voices stopped.

At the sight of Newt, a foreign emotion filled his heart. The emotion whatever it was, melted away the numbness, as if sunshine poured through the clouds on a rainy day.

Newt immediately went to (Y/n)'s side, one hand going to rest at the top of his head. with a thumb rubbing the boy's forehead. The blonde noticed that his skin was incredibly hot, also noticing that a thin layer of sweat covered his body.

Outside the train cart, Thomas and Vince was under heavy fire from wicked guards. Thomas pulled out his handgun and gritted his teeth, before yelling back to Newt.

"Newt! How you doing?!"

"Don't rush me!" He yelled back.

"Is this real?" (Y/n) spoke, his voice cracked and hoarse. Newt saw that (Y/n)'s eyes kept flickering around.