"What the hell are those things?" I screamed to the front of the group as the swarm of undead people came running at us.

"I don't know, but don't stop running!" Newt yelled to me, finally loosening his grip on my arm. 

We sprinted all throughout the building, bumping into one another. 

"Where do we go?" Newt asked as we all kept running to random spots.

"Come on! Keep moving!" Thomas ushered us.

Running up the escalator, the zombies gained more time on us. 

"Shuck! Aris no!" I yelled at the boy as he began grabbing anxiously at my arms.

"Help me pull him up!" I commanded at the boys behind me. We all quickly got the boy out of the zombies grasps.

"Where the hell are we going to go?" Someone in the mist of the group shouted. 

All of our shouts melted together at some point, but my mind was focused on one thing only. Survive. 

Newt fell to the floor behind me too as a zombie looking creature stumbled on top of him. 

"Newt!" I shouted as the creature got closer to the boy, screaming something about a nose? Black goo dripped out of his mouth, turning Newt's once horrid face into a disgusted one.

"Back off you shank!" I yelled at the creature, hitting him with a bat that I found. 

"Newt, you good?" I asked, catching my breath but not for long. Thomas had grabbed the two of us, making us run further into the mall like building. 

"Through here! Through here!" Fry shouted as we found a room that had a large door.

We sprinted down the narrow hallway, only to find us at a dead end. Shuck.

"It's a dead end!" I shouted as the boys came filing in. 

Three doors were infront of us, each one with a lock. I tried opening the first door, but it wouldn't budge, the second door moved slightly, enough for a gap to be formed, and the third also was locked shut.

"Fry, it's this one!" I shouted towards the door. He began running into the door, attempting to run through it.

"I'll hold them back!" Winston shouted at our group as he held out his pistol, shooting each and every creature that came our way.

"Get that door open!" I shouted as Minho joined, trying to push the door open. 

The door finally pushed through, all of us filing out quickly. We had a minute to catch our breaths, all of us gasping for air.

Winston was the last to make it out, but he didn't make it all the way out...

"Winston!" I shouted, running towards the boy as I pulled his body out, Minho and Thomas joining in.

The Cranks (Which I'm now assuming by the description that Janson had given us), held onto Winston's body with all their might. They grasped at his torso, shredding the skin all along his stomach.

"Oh my god!" Winston shouted as he finally got through. Minho stayed at the door, attempting to shut it back closed.

We all filed into a small hole of debris and rock that created a shelter for us. 

"Oh my god I thought they had gotten you!" Newt exclaimed as he brought me into a large hug.

"Yes, are you okay? Did you get scratched?" I asked, inspecting the boy.

"No, but I can tell that Winston got bloody ambushed." He replied. I nodded, sighing.

We all lit a fire together, using it for warmth. Was the real world really this bad? Worse than the Glade?

"Oh here, I noticed you didn't grab a jacket" Newt said from beside me, handing me a corduroy beige jacket.

"Are you sure, won't you be cold?" I asked the blond.

"Just take it, I'll be fine" He said to me, pushing the jacket into my hands. I nodded slowly taking the jacket in my hands and putting it on.

It was slightly oversized, but it fit me well and kept me warm. I got up from my spot on the floor, walking next to Fry and Winston.

"Hey Winston" I said with a small smile as I sat down next to him.

"Hi" He responded weakly. 

"You holding up okay?" I asked the boy, lifting up his shirt slowly to inspect his wounds. Scratches were all along his stomach.

"I'll bandage you up, just give me a moment" I said, getting up to grab my bag.

I rummaged through my bag, grabbing the bandages that I had stolen from the mall. I lifted up Winston's back slightly, sliding the long wrap of gauze around his body.

He winced in pain as the cloth fell in contact with his body.

"I'm sorry, it's going to hurt a bit" I said sadly, continuing to wrap of his wounds.

"No, it's fine, thank you" He said to me weakly. His health was deteriorating, but I didn't want to sound pessimistic.

I finished bandaging up his torso, grabbing a bottle of water and cleaning off my hands.

"Well, goodnight Winston." I said to him, getting up and walking back over to Newt.

 Everyone had passed out by now, the fire still warming up the small hole that we were in. I walked outside, sitting down on the rocks that lay by us.

"It isn't safe out here by yourself" I heard someone say from behind me. I snapped my head, looking back to be met with Newt's eyes.

"Oh hi Newt" I said, my eyes facing forward again.

"Something on your mind?" He asked me, sitting down next to me.

"No, I just can't fall asleep" I said to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Well, I think you should try. You've had a long day today, and tomorrow you'll have another." 

I sighed loudly, he was right. I just couldn't get myself to fall asleep.

"Don't you think you should sleep too?" I asked him, looking at his eyes.

"I'll sleep if you sleep, now go so we both will be able to rest" He said, motioning towards our little campsite. I nodded, walking off into the little hut.

The fire had gone out, and now I just relied on my other senses to get me through over to my small corner of the hideaway. A slight snore came from Minho's area which made me laugh a little.

I took off Newt's jacket from my body, putting it on the floor as a pillow of some sort for my head. 

My body tried to stay awake, but it just couldn't, I couldn't. My eyes were tired, but my head was racing. I finally gave in, letting my brain come to a stop and going in and out of consciousness. 

The last thing I remember was an arm draped over my body, but it was probably just my imagination.

A/N : woo! more y/n and newtie! finally smh. anywho i hope you enjoy. i've been procrastinating with homework lately. it's so bad help-