"Why are we here?" Asked Jax. "Because some shuck creators put us here, that's why," Alby answered unhappily. "Don't you ever wonder why?" She persisted. "If we knew why, don't you think we would've told you?" "No, people don't tell me anything here." Alby let out a long sigh. "You're a strange greenie." "Thank you...?" Alby gave her a rare smile.

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"We made it out of the Maze, but at what cost?" ~ Ella, The Gladers Sand. The world was blanketed in a fine layer of sand. Everywhere you looked, the yellow particles coated the ground, shining bright and hot in the searing sun. The glare from the sun was temporarily blinding, making white spots dance before my eyes as I climbed out of the stair well. The sand was hot to the touch, each step I took feeling as though I was walking on lava. I tugged the scarf made of a torn pillowcase tighter across my face while the wind hurled sand at me, as if it was telling me to go back before it's too late. The air was so dry my lips quickly became cracked like old parchment paper. The others followed me closely, all of them shielding their eyes from the bright sun and holding their water bags close. "Where do we go now?" One of the boys whose name I didn't know murmured. "We go where they sent us. What other choice do we have?" Thomas said. Newt frowned. "So, we go to our deaths. That's bloody fantastic." Book 2 of my maze runner series, the Maze Trials

We had no idea what was coming. It had been 100 years, why did they think it would solve anything now? It doesn't matter, it happened, and now I'm laying on this table. I know what's about to happen. But in a few minutes? I won't even remember. They're about to erase my memories and send me into the maze. And this time it isn't going to end so easily.

The box gained more speed and the sirens grew louder. Red and green lights flashed above my head and I saw the ceiling getting closer. The box screeched to a halt, barely avoiding crashing in to the ceiling of the tunnel I was in. I sat in silence, my heart racing. The light went out and I was surrounded by darkness. "Hello? Is there anyone there?" Gears squealed and groaned, and the ceiling began to open. A light poured in from the widening crack, and I covered my eyes instinctively, crawling back until my back hit a wall. The doors opened fully and I heard voices. "What is it?" "Move out of the way, shuck-face! I can't see!" "Is it another person?" "Two Greenies in two days!?" "I think it's a girl!" "You're crazy, slinthead! Why would they send a girl?" Then a more authoritative voice silenced the remarks. "Move, ya shanks! Lemme get in there to get 'em out of the bloody Box." I heard a thud and the box swayed. The footsteps came closer to me and I uncovered my eyes. A boy looked down at me, his brown eyes wide in surprise. "Bloody hell! It's a girl!" He said and stepped closer to me. I pressed myself back against the wall. Surprised shouts came from above. "Why the shuck is there a girl?" "Who are you? And where am I? Where did you take me?" I shouted and pushed myself farther away from him. "The name's Newt, Greenie. Welcome to the Glade."