James Dashner

“Where’s Newt?”

“Right here.”

As though she could read his mind, she brought her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him close until her mouth was right next to his ear, her breath hot and tingling against his sweat.

All I will say is that sometimes what you see is not real, and sometimes what you do not see is real. We can manipulate your brains and nerve receptacles when necessary.

"Looks like a nuclear holocaust out here.

far cry from the terror he should've experienced.

But happiness had been ripped from their lives. Love had been ripped from their lives.

each word ripped his throat raw.

A storm of emotions wrenched his gut, twisted and pulled;

But laced through it all was the dark feeling of utter hopelessness,

A few trees surrounded it, their roots like gnarled hands digging into the rock floor for food.