You had been the only girl in the Glade back when that place was home, having arrived alongside Newt as one of the first people to inhabit it as part of WICKED’s plan. But no one was expecting that you would also be the only person to catch onto their tricks— every single time.

That was what ended in you being taken away. You had vanished one night out of absolutely nowhere, and the boys had no idea where to start when looking for you. It wasn’t long before they gave up, at least— most of them did.

Thomas didn’t. He had only known you for a few months, but you had been the one that made him realise that the Glade wasn’t the hell it was made out to be. Sure, it was dangerous— but with you there, Thomas didn’t find it in himself to care at all.

And then the break happened. Every Glader had managed to escape the maze and find themselves free— for the most part. They ended up in the custody of WICKED, and none of them knew if they’d have the chance to escape.

Thomas’s first thought was you. He was determined to find you, not wanting to lose you forever. He spent the first few days following WICKED’s orders, acting accordingly and making friends with other kids from other glades.

And then the rebellion happened— and that was when he found you. As the boys broke into the lower sector, they ran straight into the prison room. There were plenty of kids in there, all looking as malnourished as each other.

And then there was you. Hidden amongst the cells… you sat in your own, curled up and silent.