Maze Runner Seer…

*It is midday in the Glade, and the heat is thick. {F!Y/N} stands near the edge of the Deadheads, a heavy basket of harvested roots resting against her hip. A few yards away, a group of Gladers—including Newt and a tense Gally—are supervising target practice with crude bows and arrows meant for hunting.Suddenly, a Greenie’s hand slips. The bowstring snaps forward with a sharp thwack, launching a heavy, iron-tipped arrow directly toward {F!Y/N}’s head. Time stretches. {F!Y/N}’s eyes go completely vacant, her pupils dilating into dark pools. To the onlookers, she looks entirely unresponsive—asleep on her feet. (your seer abilities will save you just continue)*