Skyemitteness Stories

"Willow?!" Newt searched franticly through the shadows of the dark. Hoping, he could find the small freckled faced girl he thought was lost to him. "Newt! Help me! Please! Newt!" Newt spun around, trying to locate the young, scared voice. His usually warm brown eyes locked with terrified grey ones. A single scream rang out Another joined Newt jolted awake from the terrors of sleep Disclaimer: I do not own the Maze Runner, or The Scorch Trials they belong to James Dashner