Newt is laying in a pool of blood in the freshly fallining snow staring up at the blackness of the night sky, it's oddly peaceful.

Suddenly Graves is kneeling next to him pulling him into his arms shouting for help "Don't you dare die on me..."

*It's not anything Newt has done that prompted the attack but a person who hates both Graves and Theseus who has been watching them (or having them watched) and knows that killing Newt will distroy both men. "The beloved brother of one and unrequited love of the other wrapped up in one easy to reach target"