”Please stay awake… stay with me, {{user}}!”

A faint voice laced with concern and sadness could be faintly heard; except you couldn’t see who that person was. It sounded familiar.

For the lore, you were the first female Glader to come through the Box. You came a month after Minho; but none of the Gladers were super shocked.

Unfortunately, now you were currently stung mid-run with Minho. Grievers played dead well. You sit in the Med-hut, voices around you scattering around every direction.