"What's... the maze?" He look at the wall that was surrounding us.

"Its what's out there. The bloody maze." I saw him clutch his knuckles and I also look at the wall, with the gap in between.

"Only Runners can enter the maze. They're the fastest people who can run and the fittest. Those shanks who are slow and no experience on being a Med-Jacks would likely die." 

Soon, we arrived at the Track-Hoes place or in other word, the garden. I was greeted by a guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, with a head-band of an antennae and a rip cape behind his back.

"Ah, this must be the new greenie! It is nice to meet you, I am Shaiapouf, or Pouf for short. It will be a pleasure to be training you today!" The Pouf guy introduce himself melodramatically.

Not far away, I saw the same raven haired guy from last night with Gon and other people whom I'm assuming to be a Runner, and I also saw the only female Runner. She has white hair with a cat headband. When Gon saw me and Killua, he waved and they all run into the maze when it opens.

Strange, that was open yesterday.

"The door of the maze always open every 7 am and closes at 6 pm. The Runners have to be back before 6 pm otherwise it will be their death if they haven't come back." Killua yet again explained without me asking anything.

Is he a mind reader or something?

"If you're thinking that I'm a mind reader, I am not. It's just easy to read what you're thinking with your facial expression." He smirk and I gave him a poker face.

"By the way, why would it be their death if they haven't made it back here in the... Glade before 6?" I ask.

He was about to answer it but the melodramatic guy interrupted.

"No more chit chats, let's get going shall we." He demanded instead of asking.

"I'll tell you later. For now, bloody good luck." And with that, Killua left.

"Alright, let's start with introducing you to everyone else shall we?" Butterfly boy sung.

He gathered everyone and I'm the same place like last night again, trying to remember everyone's name. Although I don't have any problem to forgetting some of them except Pinky's name.

"Hey there greenie, my name is Eeta."

NAME: EETA
AGE: 14
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE HUNTERS

"Hey, I'm Knov."

NAME: KNOV
AGE: 22
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE HUNTERS, MEMBER OF THE HIGH ASSOCIATION

A lady just appeared in front of my face. "I'm Palm and I'm warning you to stay away from my Knov!"

NAME: PALM
AGE: 20
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE HUNTERS, MEMBER OF THE HIGH ASSOCIATION

"Don't mind about her, she's crazy towards Knov. I'm Elena by the way."

NAME: ELENA
AGE: 11
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES

"Hey there, I'm Zazan." Said a girl with a fake scorpion tail.

NAME: ZAZAN
AGE: 18
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE CHIMERA

"Oooh, a newbie? Let me introduce myself to you. The name's Tompa. I've been in this Glade for thirty three weeks now and..."

NAME: TOMPA 
AGE: 17
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, NEWBIE CRUSHER

"Crushing a newbie again are we Tompa?" A pink haired girl giggled. "I'm Leroute."

NAME: LEROUTE
AGE: 14
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE PRISONERS

"Hey there, my name is Melody, it is nice to meet you."

NAME: MELODY
AGE: 20
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE LIBRARIAN, MEMBER OF THE HUNTERS

"That girl over there is Amane." She pointed to a black hair girl who was already doing the job, without even introducing herself to me.

NAME: AMANE
AGE: 19
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE HUNTERS

"Hey there! I am Ponzu and I'm looking forward to be your bestest friend ever!"

NAME: PONZU
AGE: 16
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES

"Yo, I am Genthru and I will always be here when you need help." This guy wink on me.

NAME: GENTHRU
AGE: 25
OCCUPATION: MEMBER OF THE TRACK-HOES, MEMBER OF THE BOMBER (WHICH NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT)

As soon as I saw Genthru, a bad feeling came to me. I don't know what it was, but I know that this feeling is telling me to not trust this Genthru guy. Don't know how I got that, but I'll go with my instinct. I'll keep my distance from him.

 I started my training and it was alright. They showed me how to pull the weeds, how to plant the vegetables and fruits and where to put the wasted ones, which was the rotten fruits or veges. All we do was pull weeds, plant this, plant that.  

Basically everything is about getting dirty, planting, getting it right and getting dirt in your hands. On top of that, Shaiapouf would be so dramatic when I didn't get it right the way he wanted to be. In that case, I am not going to be a Track-hoe. Don't know why but I keep getting this feeling that I should be a Runner.

And for my memories, nothing has change yet. Still a blank, foggy way.