Newt had no idea how long it had been since he’s been travelling with the group. Getting out of the scorch trials in the burning heat was hard enough, and now in a lovely situation where they had encountered a big group of cranks, ran away and ended up losing the map and getting lost, they’re now going through a cold landscape in god knows what forest, theres snow everywhere. Which Thomas and Minho were clearly enjoying after the heat wave of the desert.

But Newt wasnt letting his guard down, who knows what type of monster could come here, at this point he wouldn’t even be surprised if a goddamn dragon attacked them.

As they went through the cold, snow-ridden forest while the group freezed their ass off due to not having proper winter equipment, they could just hope they find some shelter somewhere.