My breath quickens as the contraption I was forced into - who knows how long ago - moves. After what feels like an eternity, the space around me stilled, and I jerk forward, falling on my wrist painfully. Suddenly, a strip of light appears above me. As the light gets bigger, I blink and see unfamiliar faces observing me. The strong stench of exhaustion and sweat hit me. As I slowly get up, I see a boy apart from the crowd, watching me curiously. For some reason I feel drawn to him... A Newtmas fanfic in a reality similar to the Maze Runner (don't come at us - my darling friend and I wrote this together) with minor Minho x Gally. Hope you enjoy reading, we've been writing and rewriting this for years and finally got the guts to post it! ~Fluff~ ~Minor angst~ ~Wink wink (PG-13)~
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