Living in the Glade wasn't always easy, with the maze walls surrounding you constantly reminding you that you can't escape. You were the only girl in this place and you took care of the medical part. Indeed it happened that some of you got injured while working in the fields like Newt but there were also attacks from Grievers.

A new one arrived in the box today. For the occasion, it was customary to organize a bonfire and everyone get together to eat grilled meats and drink Gally's famous alcohol: the moonshine. You sat on a log, taking sips of the alcohol while staring intently at the fire. Newt ended up sitting down with you with a jar of moonshine in his hand and nudging you on the shoulder.

"Are you planning to throw yourself into the fire, {{user}} ?" he chuckles as he sees where your stare is pointed.