All I know is that I was in an elevator, and it was rising fast, making my stomach uneasy. Food and jars of water were gathered all around me, but I didn't understand what they were for other than used for survival. A red light flashed and the elevator stopped at the very top. That's when I got on my knees and threw up whatever was left in my stomach. I grabbed a jar of water and gargled it, waiting for the taste of vomit to leave my mouth. I was shivering. It was cold in here. The top of the elevator opened, and around the top of the elevator stood about a dozen teenage boys. They were laughing, and then, they all stopped talking. They just stared at me. I heard them whispering, "A girl?" and "Why would they send us a girl?" The elevator top opened up and a blonde guy jumped onto where I was, and something inside of me snapped. I found him to be a danger to me.

"Day one, Girly," he scooped me up in his arms and literally tossed me onto where the others were. They grabbed onto me but I flailed and pushed through them, taking off as fast as I could. I heard them yell, "WE HAVE A RUNNER!" and I didn't stop running. I saw woods, so I ran in to them. Weaving my way through the thick brush, I managed to get to a secluded area of the woods. Nice, quiet and serene. And cold. God, I was so cold. The only thing I had on was a pair of old jeans that weren't tight but weren't loose, a pair of brown combat boots and a military-green t-shirt that seemed too big for my body. Absolutely no warmth whatsoever.

"Sh-shit," I murmured, hugging myself for dear life.

"HEY!" I turned around, seeing no one, but obviously hearing someone. "GIRLY? GIRLY! WHERE'D YOU RUN OFF TO?" I took off towards a small concave indent in the dirt wall, hiding in the shadows. In a way, I wanted them to find me, to give me warmth. But I didn't know who the hell those guys were, nor what they wanted. Or why they wanted to find me so bad. My shivering got so bad, my teeth started chattering, and I didn't notice until I tried to quiet down because I heard them coming. For a split second, everything was quiet. Nothing moved or shuffled, not even the wind made the leaves rustle. Everything seemed to stop moving. Until I felt a hand grab my arm and screamed, swinging my arm and accidentally punching him in the face. He was shoved aback no thanks to my punch, and he landed on his rear end, holding his nose. It was the blonde guy who'd tossed me up from that elevator.

"Sorry," I said in a murmur. "Sorry. You scared me."

He held his nose with one hand, and with the other, extended it towards me with his palm facing my direction, as if telling me to stop. "It's okay," he groaned, standing up. "I kinda had that one coming." I stood up, and stepped backwards. "You're scared," he said. "But just come with me and we'll -"

"Where am I?"

"Just come with me and -"

"Where. Am. I?"

"If you let me finish my sentence and do as I tell you, then maybe you wouldn't have to ask the same question so many times." He noticed me shivering and said, "Are you cold?"

"M-maybe."

"Come with me. We'll get you some clothes to change into." I stood there, weighing my options: I could stay here, and get even colder as the day got older, or go with him, get some clothes that could keep me warm and maybe even some food. God, I was hungry. So, I went with him. There were other guys waiting for me just outside of the woods, and my heart started to race. I was so confused, scared, but mostly just confused. I don't remember anything, and that's what scared me the most.

I was put in the homestead, where they made me a bed and let me rest, gave me food, a long sleeved shirt to change into and a jacket to put on if I got even colder. Gally, the leader of the Gladers, was kind of rude and inimical towards me, but I let it slide. Alby said that that's how he communicates. He doesn't want to show any other emotion because he's the leader and he doesn't want his people to think he's anything but. I let it slide, though. I was just focused on where I am, how I got here and why I got here. I don't even remember my name. I was so confused.

Night came, and it was slightly colder than when the sun was up. The Gladers started a bonfire, and I watched them dance and holler and sing songs that I'm sure they made up, and they sang off-key. I sat on a log, wrapped in a blanket I took from the homestead, and laughed as one of them somehow got too drunk and tripped over someone else's feet. Gally eye-balled me when I laughed, making me feel too awkward to even make even more eye contact. I looked away, and Minho - he's the one who gave me the clothes to change into - waved over to me, "Hey, Girly!" I looked up at him. "Come dance!" He trotted over to me, kind of drunk. "Get off your ass and have a good time! Besides, you're the newb! Have some fun while you're here."

"Oh, no thanks," I said. "But I don't d-" Chuck pushed me off of the log, and by instinct, I stood up, which gave Minho the impression that I wanted to dance. All the guys around us were dancing in weird ways, flailing their arms in a rag-doll way that made me laugh. They were so drunk, it was too funny. Except Gally. He seemed sober. I danced with Minho, trotting around, hooking arms and spinning as if we were in some throw-down from the old western times. All in all, I was actually having fun. Then, Minho unhooked his arm and I spun, trying to hook arms with him as we've done times before, but I hooked arms with someone else: Gally. I looked at him, stopping completely.

"What's wrong, Girly?" Gally said in a teasing voice. "Cat got your tongue?" I didn't move. "I'm just messin' with you. C'mon, dance!" For a while, I hesitated, but I ended up dancing with Gally, twirling and hooking arms, spinning and switching partners, again and again until I ended up with Gally again. After about two hours of doing nothing but dancing, I sat down, and took a swig of what ever they were all drinking. I almost spit it out, but I made myself swallow it. It tasted like sour juice and alcohol. God, that was horrible.

Slowly, the bonfire died out, and all the guys started getting tired. They went to their hammocks, or regular beds. I was given a bed, since there wasn't any room for another hammock. I slept outside, next to the hammocks that were full of guys. I wondered why I was the only girl . . . I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Eventually, I fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up, the sun shone onto my face; the sun was just rising. It made my skin tingle with warmth. It was as if the sun was kissing my cheek. I stretched my arms and legs, yawned, and opened my eyes. I remembered my name. My name is Audrey.

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