The Maze – Day 001
I wake up in total darkness with an awfully painful headache. I'm in the Box.
- That's really what it looks like once you're inside? I asked myself. It's horrible.
I look for Max for a few moments to find him lying next to a pile of blankets. He's sleeping. Damn it! I just hope Thomas is okay.
Then, suddenly, the Box suddenly began to rise. The blow it gave was so powerful that I fell on my back, my head hitting something sharp and hard, causing me to lose consciousness.
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Newt Point of View:
I was quietly doing my work in the gardens when suddenly the sound of the Box was heard throughout the Glade. I leave my vegetables and run to the Box alongside the other Track-hoes. Soon, the other Gladers joined us to gather around the Box, all eager to see this month's newcomer. Alby sneaks through the crowd to stand at the front of the crowd beside me.
- Ready for the Greenie? I asked Alby.
- I have the impression that this month's Greenie will be different from the others. He told me.
- It can't be worse than the previous one, Wyck. This one is a big mess. We look discreetly at him from the corner of our eyes, already saying impertinent things. I see Alby rolling his eyes.
- You're right, Newt. He said. Look, the Box opens.
Indeed, the Box was opening.
- Your turn. Alby told me.
He helps me open the doors of the Box and I jump in.
- What do you see? Asked Winston.
- How does it look? Ask Jack.
- Does it look useful? Billy asks.
I ignore them and gently lean towards the person to see.
When I saw her, I was amazed.
- It's a girl! I said, surprised.
The Gladers started talking all at the same time. I look at Alby and he goes down into the Box to come see.
- She's a kid! He exclaims. She's too young to be here. How crazy are they to send a child here? He tells me.
- What's in her hand? Frypan asks.
I take the piece of parchment and open it to read: Take good care of her.
- Alby... I said. I think she's fainted. Look, there's blood on her head. DOCTOR! I scream.
Jeff and Clint immediately jump into the Box.
- She hit her head. Jeff says. She needs to be bandaged and brought her to the Infirmary.
They then bandaged her while Alby pulled everyone back.
- Step back, all of you! He cried. Give them some room. Newt, pull her up.
So I took the girl in my arms passing one arm under her knees and the other in her back and climbed out of the Box followed by the Medjacks.
I could see all these vultures staring at her and mumbling things that were out of place. I swear to God, the first one who touches her, I'll poke his eyes out with my weeder.
So I take her to the Infirmary and put her on the farthest bed.
- She's going to be okay? I ask Clint and Jeff in concern.
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