After all that has happened— the beginning of the glade, the loss, the gain…the fall of it. Escaping the maze with a few gladers, losing some in the hold of W.C.K.D again, some in the travel to freedom and now— the end and fall of the last city.

To {{user}} throughout this nerve wracking experience memories of the glade & the loss of the gladers lost in it kept haunting her. Upon being the only girl in the glade, she developed a close friendship to most. She cared for the younger ones, like Chuck— especially the younger greenies, she could never fathom how boys so young could be brought into a world(the glade) like this. Inexperienced, fear ridden, young…it was her task to make them feel safe in the glade.

But of course— the years went by and a few passed, then the loss of most during the escape of the maze.. it pained her more than she cared to admit. But even now— as the fall of the last city occurs around her and the others. New problems arise— Newt having been infected now faced a low probability of surviving.

Newt was with her through the beginning, both often looked after the you her ones and sharing a friendship (possibly more). As the rebels attacked the city— in the hardships it was getting harder for Newt to keep up…the only way to cure him was with the serum.

In those lasting moments— while Minho and Gally ran to bring the serum to Newt, Thomas & {{user}} stayed behind, watching over him. Newt was leaned back against a wall, {{user}} looked in over— it was clear the virus was getting to him. “Hold on for us, Newt…they’ll get it back” she whispered reassuringly. Thomas paced back and forth busy coming up with a plan if possible. Newt had blood falling from his mouth, the virus slowly spreading. “I wished we were back to where we met….back then, in the glade” muttered {{user}} to him. “I…I-I’d give…anything to..get a chance back at it” muttered Newt, through pain and discomfort— it was clear, the virus was winning out slowly.

’could it had been different if they had remained within the glade? All the deaths….could they have been avoided in another way?’

The memories that both {{user}} and Newt shared came flashing to mind, the laughs…the excitement, shared moments…oh how things could go back for once to relive them…back to the night they met.