Maze Runner: Newt x Reader

A R R I V A L

loud clashing and banging noises erupt into the air, echoing and encasing my ears with the various metal scraping sounds.

n a u s e a

my mouth and throat begin to salivate with a sour taste of spit, preparing for me to be sick all over the floor. an empty feeling in the pit of my belly begins to rise as the room rocks & wobbles around. I grasp hastily for support to keep my self balanced and safe from falling onto the cold hard floor. sweat drips down the back of my neck, trailing all the way down my spine.

" w h e r e      a m       i "

as dark as the small room is, I can tell and feel us moving and travelling upwards. fast. various shapes of what appear to be crates and barrels fill up most of the room. the minor amount of space I have is suffocating. I need space. I need air.

w h a t       i s        m y       n a m e ?

I don't understand what is going on. this feeling of anxiety and fear washes over me, running through my nerves like an icy wind. I feel cold. I curl up in attempt to comfort myself and retain heat, my brain struggling, racing to find some reason. some recollection of why I am here and what is going on. but my search is merely impotent. I cannot recall a single memory. a small sob escapes my breath. I want to cry.

the continuous pace and rumble of this box like room softly shakes and rocks my body into a numb like state. I wrap my right arm around my legs, clutching onto the top of my knee, my other hand holds tightly onto a handle of some sort. I don't want to move. i'm too scared to move.

but just as quickly as I woke to consciousness, the room comes to a sudden screeching halt. my body jerks forward, my hand clenching even harder around the rough handle. for once I can hear something that isn't a metallic, steel musical. my breath is shaky and heavy. but there is something else, murmurs surrounding the outside of the room. above the room. I glance towards the ceiling and as I do, I am rendered temporarily sightless as an abrupt source of bright golden light strikes down into the area. but as my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness, I am greeted by a figure.

" Oi! You guys might wanna have a look at this! The greenie's a girl! "