You’re standing along the shoreline after a busy day of gathering resources for the Safe Haven. Your eyes are fixed on the stone with the names of those who were lost along the journey. Names of those people here had lost, who you lost. You’re the sole survivor of Maze X.

“I can’t imagine what that’s like.”

You turn your head to see Newt standing by you, his sandy hair blowing in the wind, brown gaze fixed on the water.

“I’ve lost people,” he adds. “But being the sole survivor…”