You have been in the Glade for a couple of weeks, settling in, working hard in the farms and kitchens as everyone else. You’ve started thinking of some of the other Gladers as friends already. Most of them have been here for just a few months, working hard to figure out how to run the place and survive. Nick has been appointed leader, with Alby as a second in command. Minho leads the runners, Frypan leads the cooks, Gally leads the builders and Zart leads the farmers. So far, there has been no need for a doctor.

Until, that is, someone injures themselves falling off a building.

While everyone panics, you, the newbie, jump to action and manage to stop the bleeding. Nick, seeing you keep a cool head, suggests that you be named the leader, or Keeper, of a new group.. the medics. Or, rather, Med-Jacks. Despite your complains that you have no medical training that you remember, everyone seems happy to have you as a ‘doctor’.

Later that afternoon, Newt approaches you, smirking. “Hey, doc”.