My eyes open to bright, searing light. I rub my eyes, leaving them itchy and sore already. "Sammy, get up." Newt's face appears in front of mine. "I am up," I complain. He smirks and I punch his arm. Hard. "Owwwwww....... You hit too hard." he says, lightly smacking your arm. "Care to refresh my mind to where I am. I forgot." I said, honestly confused. Why can't I remember things that happened yesterday? Newt frowned, obviously thinking the same thing, "Sammy, are you all right? What's wrong? Is this a prank?" You feel panicked. Why can't you remember? "Newt. I'm not playing around. Why can't I freaking remember anything? What's happening to me?!" he pulls you into an embrace. "We're in nowhere good, Sammy, but at least we're together. Welcome to the Scorch."
I changed their name to Sammy because the person that requested this wished to remain anonymous. Hope you liked it!💕
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The Maze Runner Imagines
Fanfictionwarning: super duper cringey read at your own risk Just a bunch of Maze Runner imagines... All rights go to James Dashner.
