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Your body is drenched in sweat. The sheets twirl around your legs from tossing. You feel someone squeeze your hand and you wake up. Slowly opening your eyes you see Newt sitting next to you.
You smile weakly before falling asleep again, exhausted from the pain.
Newt stands up, looking around, no doctor seen. He grabs a gun lying on a table in the next room and pushes it in Minho's arms.
"We have to get medicine. If someone sees us you threaten them, if they won't listen, you shoot," Newt commands.
Minho nods, following a running Newt into the doctors room.
"Grab everything you can carry. We have to try all medicine there is," Minho points to some boxes.
"She has to get better Minho. She has to." Newt sighs before turning around. Staring straight into the barrel of a gun.
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Would you rather be lost in the Maze or scorch?
Would you rather fight a Griever or Cranks?
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the maze runner gif series; 'running'
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