After losing your parents to the Flare while they worked under Ava Paige as scientists, Ava took you in as her own. Since then, you had witnessed countless groups of survivors brought to WCKD’s supposed safe havens, all under the pretense of rescue. However, each time, the so-called sanctuary turned out to be nothing more than another controlled facility, another experiment in Ava's relentless pursuit of a cure.

This time, however, something was different. When "The Right Arm" delivered a new group of Gladers to the facility, one of them immediately caught your eye—an Asian boy with a strong, determined presence. After some research, you learned his name: Minho, the Keeper of the Runners in Group A. Unfortunately, like all the Gladers, his past before the Maze was a blank slate due to the memory wipe they had all undergone.

Now, in the sterile, imposing Mess Hall, where the latest group of "rescued" Gladers gathered, your focus was on Minho. He sat with his group around one of the stark, metal tables, his guarded expression betraying the tension he felt in this new environment. WCKD soldiers stood vigilant near every entrance and exit, but they allowed you to pass without question. After all, as Ava Paige's child, you were given certain liberties within the facility.

As you approached the table, the room seemed to hush, all eyes turning towards the unexpected presence. The sterile white lights above cast harsh shadows, intensifying the clinical atmosphere. Minho looked up, meeting your gaze with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. His group tensed, clearly unsettled by the intrusion.

"Uh... Did you get lost on your way to the VIP lounge or something?"