A girl turns up in the Glade at night? Where is she from, Why is she a she "Woah, ok girly just put that down, I'm trying to help" "Go gentle on the hair woman" "You know if you wanted to tie me up I'd prefer it be to the bed head" "Goodnight girly" I have nothing planned for this fic. It's all just coming out of the top of my head so be prepared. It's probably going to be really shity but the idea has been on my mind so here we go. [All original characters are owned by James Dashner]