𝐨𝐜𝐞́𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞. 𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢. 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨. 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧. 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐩-𝐭. 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭. 𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐛. 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐡. 𝟏&𝟐. 

⚯͛ △⃒⃘ ϟ 9¾

―❝ dear thomas,
this is the first letter i can remember writing. obviously, i don't know if i wrote any before the maze. but, even if it's not my first, it's likely to be my last. i want you to know that i'm not scared. well, not of dying anyway. it's more forgetting. it's losing myself to this virus, that's what scare me. so every night i've been saying their names out loud. alby, winston, chuck. and i just repeat them over and over like a prayer and it all comes flooding back. just the little things like when the sun used to hit the glade at that perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. and i remember the taste of frypan's stew. i never thought i'd miss that stuff so much. and i remember you. i remember the first time you came up in the box, just a scared little greenie who couldn't even remember his own name. but from that moment you ran into the maze, i knew i would follow you anywhere. and i have. we all have. if i could do it all over again, i would. and i wouldn't change a thing. and my hope for you is when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same thing. the future's in your hands now, tommy. and i know you'll find a way to do what's right, you always have. take care of everyone for me. and take care of yourself. you deserve to be happy. 

thank you for being my friend. 

goodbye, mate. 

-newt❞