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Seeing as a week had passed since I started practicing in the Glade, Alby asked for me to stand outside the Map Room whilst he and the Keeper's discus my job. Every now and then I hear a slight argument behind me in the room. These mostly consist of Gally opposing to the other Keepers ideas.

Honestly, I think it would be better if only the Keeper of the Med-jacks and Slicers – Clint and Jeff – and Minho and Marcus were there along with Alby, as they were the ones who I worked with. But instead everyone who runs the Glade is in there.

The door to the Map Room, which is stationed to my right, opens and Marcus walks out.

"Hey Greenbean."

"Hello Marcus."

"You can come in now."

"Okay."

As I enter the room, Gally looks at me with an expression half annoyed, half, pissed.

"Judging by Gally's face, the conclusion wasn't favourable." I say jokingly.

Minho and Alby chuckle.

"Listen Greenie," Gally says as he walks over to me. "You've been here a week. And you are just as much of a shank as anyone. So, if you get yourself killed, don't expect me to cry. "He then pushes pas me and stalks out the door.

"What was that about?" I ask, turning to the others.

"Stating tomorrow you're with me." Minho walks over to me.

"Wait." I turn to Alby's direction. "You want me to be a Runner?"

"That's right. Don't mess it up shank." Alby past me on the shoulder as he and the other Keepers leave the room. 

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