"Arh…arharh…arharh," Newt gasped as he was electrocuted.
"Newt!" Thomas shouted, but Minho lifted him up in a fireman's lift. Making it through the broken window, they ran out and through the tunnels.
"Have you got him Minho?"
"I do. He's unconscious."
"Ok. Let's keep going," Thomas called as they ran, Newt lying unconscious over Minho's shoulders.
They made it outside and they ran with Newt until they found the abandoned mall and they went inside.
"Ok. Ok, I think we're good for now. Put him down," Thomas said and Minho lay Newt onto the ground. Kneeling beside him, Minho turned Newt onto his side and Thomas was by his head. "Newt. Newt, it's Thomas. Can you hear me?"
"Newt?"
"Hey, Newt," Thomas said, but Newt was out cold. Minho took his pulse. "How is he Minho?"
"His pulse is good, and he's not shaking. I can't believe they electrocuted him."
"I'm just glad they haven't killed him."
"Hmn…"
"Newt?" Frypan asked.
"Newt, are you with us?"
"Newt."
"Wha, argh!" Newt called as his body tensed up.
"Woah, Newt."
"Arh," Newt said as his body relaxed. "What… happened?"
"You were electrocuted."
"Argh!" Newt said as his body jerked again.
"I think these are aftershocks."
"Whatever they are, they're freaking me out," Frypan added.
"Are you ok Newt?"
"I think… so," Newt said before he opened his eyes and looked at his shaking hand.
"We need to keep moving."
"I can carry you Newt. Come on."
"Thanks… Minho," Newt said and Minho picked him back up.
The next day, Newt was alright.