A variety of Maze Runner preferences.
Currently writing for Gally, Minho, Newt and Thomas.
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Gifs to somehow suit the preference
Youtube links to whatever I'm listening to atm...just in case you're looking for music :P
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Gally:
Gally was silent for a few moments after the doors closed, before shoving his way back through the group. He headed towards the homestead, and shortly after he entered, there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of wood splintering. The other gladers entered to find Gally sitting among a mess of broken chairs. He looked up with bloodshot eyes as Alby stepped into the room.
"She's gone", he said.
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Minho:
Minho screamed in frustration and threw himself against the stone wall, punching it again and again before the others could pull him back.
"It's my fault! It's all my fault!" he cried, falling into a heap at the maze entrance, his knuckles bleeding and broken.
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Newt:
The silence that followed the boom of the doors closing was numbing. It was as though he'd been thrown into a vacuum. He was isolated. His ears rang. Gazing absentmindedly at the maze entrance, he was unable to register the other gladers trying to get his attention. He was distant, detached, and he knew the feeling well; he just didn't think it would return to him so quickly. It was as though the doors had shut him out from the world, and he found his life without meaning once more.
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Thomas:
Thomas threw himself to the front of the group as the doors were closing. He knew exactly what he had to do. He was going to run in, find you, and the two of you would make it through the night. Just as he'd found the courage to slip through the closing doors, strong hands pulled him back.
"No!" he screamed.
"Thomas, please. It's not worth losing the two of you!"
He squirmed out of their grasp, but the doors slammed shut.
You were gone.
And he couldn't save you.
A/N: Ok, I'm sorry about all of these but Newt's especially. That was not the happiest thing I've ever written :P
