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"Yeah, I'm alive" he pulls away, his hands cupping my face "I-I thought you died" I smile "I'm not, don't worry" I plant a kill on his lips. And about ten of the gladers rudely cleared their throats.

Newt pulls away, glaring at them "well, come on then"

We try every door until one opens. People lay across the floors, dead. Papers askew on the ground, splattered in blood. The computer screens flickering on and off. The lights were down, not working.

I pick up a few papers, nothing of use. Our searching comes to a stop when the sound of a gun clicking into place is heard.

We all turn to see Gally, a gun pointed to Thomas.

"Gally, listen, don't shoot, there's another way, we can help you" Thomas reasons

"I don't think so, t-this is the only way" he says, tears glistening his cheeks.

I stand beside Thomas. My eyes flicker to the trigger, just in time to see Gally pull it.

I shove Thomas out of the away, taking the hit, hoping their isn't anymore bullets.

The pain doesn't come until I hit the ground, terrible pain in my stomach,my hand falls to the wound, sticky red on my finger tips, and I know to well what it is. Blood

I hear screaming and yelling. Someone picks me up "your going to be ok love, please hang on"

Newt. I weakly smile at him "I-it's ok. It's perfect. I-I'm in the hands of my first love, m-my only love. I love you, newt"

His beautiful brown eyes fill with tears "no, please don't" I shake my head, struggling to take a breath

It's like someone put a heavy weight on my lungs, forcing me not to breath. Breathing beings harder by the second, I give in, I can't fight the dizzying blackness that consumes me.

The first thing to go is my hearing, it's dull, soon I can't hear anything. Then my sense of touch. My body becomes numb. Then my sense of smell. The dirt mixed with rust and blood is gone. Then taste. I no longer can taste the blood that slowly trickled out of my mouth.

The last thing to go is my sight. And the last thing I see is Newts face. Pain written all over it.

I close my eyes, and give away to the never ending blackness.

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I did a little Scott/ Alison parallel there :(

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