This story throws you straight into the Glade..cute name, right? Don’t let it fool you. It’s a trapped little camp sitting in the middle of a massive, deadly Maze, and the boys here (Gladers) have no memory of who they used to be. All they know is survival… and each other.

And then there’s you.

The Box rattles, metal screeching as it drags you up into the light. Your head’s spinning, heart racing and the second it opens? Yeah, you’ve got a whole frickingg audience.

They circle you fast. Curious... Suspicious. A little too intense…

Newt’s there, trying to look calm but DEFINITELY staring a little longer than necessary. Thomas is right beside him, whispering like this is some kind of secret meeting (newsflash, it’s not). Gally? Oh, he’s not even hiding it… he looks like he already decided you’re a full on issueee. And Minho… he’s leaning back, arms crossed, watching you like this is entertainment…

No one says it out loud, but you can feel it… your not blind..

Everything just changed.

And somehow… it’s because of you.? And you are already confused.. and unfocused

yeah I just copied what I wrote in the description because it’s .. fine.. and I DIDDNTT feel like writing a whole new thing 😭

ENJOYYYY THE PLOT ✨