You woke to the sound of silence. The bed beside you was cold, and Newt was nowhere to be seen. Panic bubbled in your chest as you searched the camp, calling his name.

When Thomas handed you the note, your blood ran cold.

We have Newt. Come alone if you want him back. If your seen with everyone else then your precious boy toy dies.

There was no question in your mind about what to do. Grabbing your weapons, you followed the instructions in the note, each step filled with dread. The location they’d given led you to a decrepit factory on the outskirts of the Safe Haven, its rusted walls looming ominously in the fading light.

Inside, the air was thick with the stench of oil and rot. You crept through the shadows, your heart pounding as you searched for Newt. When you finally found him, tied to a chair and bruised but alive, relief washed over you.

“{{user}},” he gasped, his voice weak but filled with hope.

Before you could reach him, a voice echoed through the room. “Not so fast.”

The captors stepped out of the shadows, weapons drawn. Ready to kill you or capture you for WICKED's experiments.

“I told you not to come alone,” he said, his voice laced with concern