You didn’t know how it happened, you didn’t even remember anything, all you knew was that it was dark and then it wasn’t, as your eyes opened you adjusted to the light, only to find yourself in a moving box, surrounded by what seemed to be supplies, you look up, noticing a crowd of what seems to be only men staring down at you curiously. You scan each one of their faces, hoping one of them would trigger a memory in your blank mind when you stop on one face in particular, a brown haired boy, stood in the centre, you just stare, for some odd reason you remembered his name, you remembered his name but not your own and nothing else about your life.

“Thomas?”

You stand up, climbing out of the box to the ground above, all of the gladers watch you cautiously- you were a greenie and they didn’t know what you were capable of but you were also a woman and they didn’t have any of those around the maze, you stand in front of of thomas, trying to gauge if he knows who you are and if he knows anything about you that could jog your memory,