Maze Runner Reprise: Path of Truth

Prologue

It was cold. Everything was dim and dark. I hear voices buzzing in the other side of my head. Unfamiliar words- probably names. I didn't have enough strength to open my eye lids, I barely feel my legs and arms.

What's going on? My body won't budge. I hear wheels, rolling wheels. Metallic structures that are crashing down on the floor. There are beating sounds of a time bomb heard from a distance too.
And this horrible smell, it has a scent of surgical gloves, lab coats even rotten corpse. I felt a thin plastic covering my whole mouth, my breath doesn't seem to escape. It's either blood rushing through my head or the world doesn't make sense any more.

"Doctor, she's unstable" a female voice a few feet away from me said.
'She? Unstable? What-'
"We have no other choice" another voice muttered just beside.
The voices began to simmer down. I heard the door open with a pair of clicking heels coming in. I didn't know who it was, heck, I don't even know who I am.
"Send her to the Place" the echoing paused, it was another female. Her voice sounded decrepit and aged. It could possibly be an old woman.
"I have no further use of her"

What in the world is happening? She literally just said she doesn't need me.
I struggled but the pain was too unbearable. I wanted to say something but my lips were dead dry. My tongue felt like it was cut and thrown away.

And then it came to me, the bereft of life.
It was so quiet like I was inside a library or exploring a ghost town. I hand came to me. I jumped in a silent flutter. The hand was brisk and raw, her long fingernails dig in my skin, I wanted to scream in strain but it was hopeless. Somehow I felt her bringing her lips beside my ear and whispered
"Wicked is Good"

I finally opened my eyes wide, breathing heavily, sucking up as much air as I possibly can. I found myself lying down inside a moving metal cage. I turned around and noticed that I was completely alone, there was no one except boxes and a large cylindrical steel can. I shouted for help but it seems as if nobody can hear me. I even tried to recall what happened before I got here but nothing came rushing back.
Useless empty brain. Nothing!

The cage I was riding started shaking as we moved upwards- it was like an airplane going through turbulence difficulties. In exactly by a count of eight, the upper lid opened. I covered my face to block the rays of stinging sunlight.
It was blazing hot and I was terrified.
As I looked up there were faces gawking at me, some were laughing under their breaths. They were glaring at me like it was their first time seeing a girl.
What I noticed is that they were all boys, I brought my back against the corner and shivered in anxiety. I wish to wake up but this doesn't seem like a dream. There were only who questions floating inside:
Where am I and Who am I