prompt: infected
fandom: maze runner series
word count: 109

Newt didn't know when he felt the Flare poking at his mind, he just knew that he did. He could feel tendrils of insanity driving into his humanity, and he wanted nothing more than to make it stop. He wanted it to end more than he wanted it to continue so he can revel past the Gone.

But the thought of his memories blurring by the second, not even being able to remember his friends was a bigger pain than reaching the Gone was a pleasure.

Yet, the burning sensation of losing your mind was to die for.

Newt knew there was only one solution. And so did Thomas.