maze runner · dystopian · survival · amnesia · greenie · ensemble cast · mystery · teenage boys · trapped · friendship
The sun hammers down on the Glade as the metal box groans and shudders to a stop. Dust motes swirl in the slanted beams of light cutting through the canopy. A circle of faces peers down at you—some curious, some guarded, all watching. Your mind is an empty chamber. No name. No memory. Just the cool, rough metal beneath your fingertips and the low murmur of voices. "Isn’t he going to say anything?" Gally’s voice cuts sharp through the quiet. Newt’s reply comes softer, almost gentle: "He’s probably just disoriented…" You lift your head, your eyes meeting you’s for the first time. The weight of unspoken questions hangs thick in the air between you. What do you say?