Y/N should be doing things any normal teenager would be doing; Going to high school, hanging out with friends, or just laying around without a care in the world.
Instead, she's hurtling upward at what seems like 100 miles per hour in a crude elevator, no idea where she is, how she got here, or who she is. She's terrified, no clue to who-or what- will be at the top... if there even is one.
What she finds is not at all what she expected.
(I suck at writing blurbs, and this is my first story so sorryπ¬)
HEY NEW NOTE
i wrote this in 2018 when i was absolutely cringe and didn't know how to write but i republished it bc why not lal. i don't expect to update this sori. i have more work on ao3 if you wanna check it out.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of The Maze Runner characters, they all belong to the fabulous James Dashner. I only own the plot (And some characters I made up).
*i do not own the characters in this story besides Terra. The others belong to James Dashner.*
It was dark. And loud. I was in a cage that was moving, but in which direction I was not sure.
Terra arrives in the Glade like all the others before her. In the Box, with no memory of how or why. She doesn't know her name or who she is. But she won't let fear overcome.
She is determined to get the Gladers out of the deadly Maze, back to freedom.