𝘔𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳

𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛

Fate has been decided... also I keep forgetting about the wooden necklaces LMAO

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(Y/n) and Thomas lead the group through the tight crowd. It buzzing with voices. Sun rained down on them, making it easy to see how shit the place was. Clothes were hung from lines of rope, creating web looking patterns high above them. Made up tents were lined on each side of the crowd, probably the reason why everyone was so close to each other.

(Y/n)'s hand tightly gripped on Newt's, trying not to get annoyed at the continuous shoulder bumping with random people. Jorge came up behind Thomas, quietly apologising to some girl.

"This place is already gone through hell," he commented.

"We just gotta stay together," Thomas replied, stopping to face Jorge.

"We are the voice of the voiceless!" Some speaker started to go off. A man's voice filled the air, following a car revving. The group stepped with the crowd as it parted. Two cars drove by.

"They hide behind their walls, thinking they can keep the cure for themselves, while they watch the rest of us wither and rot!"

(Y/n) noticed a man with mask staring at him. He had a buzzed head and a gun in his hands. His body sat on top of an old van. As it drove away, the man gently tapped a finger to his friend and pointed to the group.

Thomas and (Y/n) shared a suspicious glance, before soft buzzing above them caught their attention. Wicked drones.

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The group followed the crowd, exiting a tunnel. They entered another crowd who were protesting to be allowed entry into the city. (Y/n) squeezed Newt's hand once, feeling a wave of fear wash over him.

"That's it! That's our way in!" Thomas yelled over the shouting. His feet immediately taking him closer to the forming wall of people.

Newt glanced up from (Y/n)'s face, seeing the city walls. They were massive. Stone gears could be seen. It looked they haven't been opened in months. The boy followed after Thomas, having to pull (Y/n) after him.

Brenda held out to Frypan's hand. Her body getting pushed into the mass. Frypan quickly pulled her back towards him, keeping her close as Thomas and Jorge vanished.

"What the hell did we get ourselves into?!" He shouted.

Unknown to them, two masked men stood behind them. Following them as they moved.

"Newt," (Y/n) started.

"Yeah, I see them."

The two noticed that on either side of them, masked men followed in line. (Y/n) felt Newt let go of his hand and quickly merged with the crowd.

(Y/n)'s eyes scanned in front of him. His arm immediately went around Brenda's waist. People were starting to get to the aggressive pushing. Brenda seemed to be drowning in their bodies.