The girl was sitting uncomfortably in the corner of the box, not moving. Lights rushed past, like the lights on the highway. The metal box jerked upwards and the girl awoke. She took her first breath, the air was musty and dark. The girl's eyes darted around the small lift, one hand still holding the side of the box. And sitting there, rapidly gaining speed in a metal box, she remembers her name. Grace. My name is Grace. When Grace wakes to find herself in a box, she starts to panic. The box takes her to the Glade, a place where she is the only girl amongst a few dozen teenage boys. The Glade is surrounded by the Maze, and when she enters it, she finds she's not the only thing in the maze...