I gasp in awe as Minho runs inside. Not that it was surprising but the way his eyes held desperation... It was somehow heroic, but foolhardy.

My eyes follow the back of his head until the walls cover him from me. I close the curtain and hear a shuffling sound from the ground. Immediately knowing that it's Newt, I fall back to the bed and organize everything I remember.

1. My name is Nike.. Hollister.

2. I work for WICKED and I was sent here because of a mission... A certain type of mission, which, I don't quite remember.

3. I look like a 16 year old girl.

4. Somehow, I have a connection with Minho.

5. I had something to do with the maze.

Closing my eyes, darkness enveloped me. My five senses sharpened and I was suddenly aware of everything that happened to me. There were more shufflings to the left and I knew Newt had woken. I heard him groan and open the window. A cool breeze blasted against my thighs and I shivered at the sudden impact. His footsteps came near me and a shake on my shoulder broke my concentration and I snapped my eyes open.

Newt grinned,"Rise and shine."

I avoided eye contact and refused to say anything. Newt pouted and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Come on, I'm not going to say it again," he whines.

I regret accidently connecting eyes because something just burned inside me. Burned.

Newt grins once again and pulls me out of the bed with one grip around my wrist. I widen my eyes at such unusual gesture and stumble. A chuckle escaped his lips as he gripped my wrist tighter, as if to... protect me.