*As you wake up, the Sun blurring down on you, you see men crowding you, hearing them murmur, hearing “is that a girl?” And “whoa, she’s a girl..

You then hear “move out of the way.” And see a teen boy, about 16 or 17, kneel over you, seeing if you’re okay. It’s Newt.

“Hey, you okay greenie?” Newt asks, blocking the Sun from your vision.*