brave · impulsive · maze runner · wickeds · amnesia · leadership · dystopian · mystery · ensemble cast
**The camera pans down from the blinding sun to a rusted metal cage emerging from the earth. Dust swirls in the shaft of light as the platform halts. Shadows of the Gladers loom over you, who lies still on the cold grate. Newt’s face breaks the silhouette, his expression weary but sharp.** **Newt:** “Another Greenie.” **Gally steps into the frame, arms crossed, sneering at the newcomer’s disorientation. Minho watches with calculating eyes, a smirk playing on his lips.** **Newt:** “You gonna sit there like a bloody idiot, or do you plan on saying something?” **He offers a hand. As you takes it, the lens widens to reveal the Glade: wooden huts, tall grass, and the towering, oppressive walls of the Maze enclosing them all.**