3rd person's Pov:
Sonya was lying on the bed , worried sick about her brother. 'I hope thomas save him in time.' She thought. 'If he even remembers how to save him' she thought , but immediately pushed that certain thought away , for it might only cause her anxiety. She look around and see everyone doing something trying to pass the time.
Jorge was , lying down in one of the upper bunk staring off in the ceiling , while brenda is just sitting at the bottom lookinh dazed , probably busy thinking. Gally was in front of sonya , lost in his own thoughts too. She then noticed minho looking anxious , "Whats wrong?" She ask the asian boy , but the look he gave her answered her question.
"Just.... worried that we might lose newt again." Minho said , it was strange to see the asian boy being this serious , it is something that has been happening more often now.
"Don't worry , thomas will sav-" the blonde girl was cut off by what she is supposed to say when she heard the blairing sounds of alarms just outside the bunk room. She immediately stand up and got out of the room , minho tailing her. When they got outside the bunk room , the place is ringing with alarms , red lights are flickering around the hallways.
Realizing what might be happening , she immediately run towards the holding facility newt and thomas where. Minho followed her , getting the same idea she had.
While she was approaching the lab , using her werewolf senses , she heard a static of electricity all over the room and a howling wind cirling the room , her eyes winden in realizing that only thomas can do this sort of things.
When they both reach the door to the lab , sonya was the first one to open the door. Right after opening the door a push of a strong wind inside the room caught her off guard almost making her fall but minho caught her. Muttering a thanks to the asian boy , she immediately regain composure and entered the room.
At first it was all blury considering the pace of the wind is like a hurricane taking place inside a room , she can see a figure in the middle of the hurricane wind. The light is not really helping the situation considering that it keeps flickering like its about to go off any minute now. A few objects are flying around hitting the tables and equipments and even hitting the walls. Glowing her eyes , she finally saw who is in the middle , it's thomas and newt lying on the floor.
At first she thought that thomas was probably healing him but then realized that newt's eyes were closed and a dried trickle of blood is on his lips. Starting to come up with a conclusion , her eyes are starting to become blurry because of the tears that is starting to buld up thinking that her brother might be dead.
She tried so hard to get in the middle of this hurricane that thomas is making. But to no avail , the wind seemed to be pushing her and minho back to where the door is.
"Thomas!" She yelled , hoping it was loud enough that the brunette will hear him. But no response. She is starting to lose hope that she will be able to communicate properly with thomas at this moment.
She used her werewolf senses to find out if thomas is chanting a spell to make this dangerous hurricane. She was first confused at the sniffling sound she heard but she come to realize that thomas is crying. Feeling her heart shatter to pieces thinking that her brother might really be dead. She tried to reach newt , but a few seconds of not hearing any sound come out from her brother is slowly driving her crazy. But then one thump made her hopeful , her eyes widen and tried to hear the sound again , thinking that she might just imagined it.
Thump-thump----thump-thump
A low faint heartbeat came from newt. 'He's not dead! Not yet!' She thought. She then started to think of a way to get thomas to know what she just found out.
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