Lost and found- TW/TMR

Lost and found- TW/TMR

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He had just up and vanished one day, no trace, no rhyme or reason, just gone. For three and a half years they've been searching, and now they've finally managed to figure out where Stiles had been taken: The Maze. --- "Take it all in Greenie!" Someone shouted from near the box. Shakily, the fallen boy rose from the grass and turned around in circles, taking in his surroundings. His breathing was heavy, obviously panicked and scared. "Hold on, Danny get a close up of the kid." The camera zoomed closer and the pack let out a collective gasp when the boy's face was visible: it was Stiles. Disclaimer is do not own any characters from Teen Wolf or The Maze Runner. All rights go to the creators. ALSO the first 7 chapters of this story are not mine I found this book last updated in 2016 I got permission from the author to continue it. I am editing it quite a bit from the original version and I changed the title. I just didn't want such a great book to go discontinued. This book has slow updates but I promise it won't be discontinued.
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You were in Group B, with all the other girls, but that all changed when you got lost in the Maze, alone. For days you outran grievers and tried to make it back, but your supplies were scarce and you blacked out. When you woke up, you thought you were home in the Springs (Group B's Glade), but you noticed something. This place was different. It was warmer and the smelt strange, and the biggest difference, it was filled with boys. When you awoke you ran around in a panic, threatening anyone who came within twenty feet of you, until you saw him. Something in your memory loss faltered as you looked at the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes. You remembered him from something. You knew that you and the boy were somehow connected. TW: depression, suicide, mild swearing

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