"Somebody! P-please help me!" I called sobbing in the corner of some sort of elevator. cling, clang. I could hear the sound of rattling chains pulling me up to my unknown destination. All I could see was the slight blinking of a red bulb throughout the darkness of the peculiar contraption. I just sat there, clinging on to my legs staring off into the pitch black darkness. I was so confused and frightened. I could feel tears start to roll down my hot cheeks for the millionth time. I kept sobbing for what felt like an hour before I noticed the room began to brighten. I looked up to find a line of white light widening above me. And before I knew it I could hear voices booming out above the box that contained my limp body.

"Go get the shuck boy Gally."

"The poor shank is probably klunking himself."

"Should we feed em' to the grievers?"

"Shutup Adam! You ain't never seen a griever!"

"I'll get the stupid shank"

I was too scared to look up at my surroundings so I kept my body huddled in a ball hidden behind a few crates and boxes. Suddenly I felt the metal box shake, and I knew that I was now accompanied by another person. I clenched my fists feeling like I would have to fight somebody. I could feel their presence getting closer and closer. I could also hear others hooting and hollering from above. Suddenly I jolted up with the little adrenaline that I had left in my tired body and stood my ground against the tall figure standing in the box with me. I could hear everybody above shuffling back in surprise -including the boy standing in front of me. This was the first time I had stood up from my crouched position.

"Whoa there green-" He stopped dead in his tracks when he got a look at my face for the first time. "I don't freaking believe it!" He just stood there shocked, I didn't get it. I looked him in his eyes trying to seem tough at my next words, "Who- who are you, where am I." My voice cracked as I said the words sheepishly. Not at all how I planned it.

My eyes then settled on the freakishly tall boy's features. Crooked teeth, and a freckle plastered face. He had a buzzed haircut and a dumbfounded look. What struck me most about the boy were his eyebrows. They were sharp and perfectly shaped. Staying close to the lid of his eye. I literally had to bite my bottom lip to keep myself from laughing at the boys brows.

Another boy then jumped into the box with a stern look on his face, "You're a freaking girl. How'd you end up in this hell hole?" He stared. "Well I was kinda wondering the same thing.." My voice quivered and shook. He then grinned and stuck out a hand that I refused to take, "The names Alby, you don't have to be afraid." He sounded so normal. Like everything was okay. Was he insane?

"Don't worry, ain't no shuck boy in this whole entire glade gonna lay a finger on ya. If they do," He boomed, clearly in charge around here. You could tell by the way everyone silenced themselves when he spoke. "I'll throw them off the cliff myself and won't even think twice about it." He glared at them straining his neck so that they could see his face from the deep box. He was quite terrifying.

He looked at me again and then at the boy with the cool eyebrows. "This is down right weird. Those creators must be fooling with us if they think a slinthead girl will last even one day in here" The leader had said it as if I weren't even standing there.

I pretended to cough to remind him that I could hear his words, it sounded more like a whimper. "Sorry," he said as a lame apology. I just kept staring at him. I was so confused by everything that was happening and I think the teenage boy standing in front of me could tell because he then quickly stuck out his hand for the second time with a smile, "Hey there green bean, why don't we get out of this box and maybe have a little chit chat?" It took me a second to actually take hold of his firm hand, but soon I accepted.

He'd helped me out of the cage as if he were almost scared to touch me. Like I was a fragile china doll fresh out of it's box. So I had to basically climb out of it myself which is a lot harder than it would seem. I had hardly moved a muscle in the past hours, So trying to climb out of the tall metal contraption was quite challenging.

I found myself sitting in front of the dark skinned boy who attempted to help me earlier. He just looked at me with hard eyes. Apparently that's a thing around here. They all just love staring at me with their eyes bulging out of their heads. It was so annoying. They'd done it the entire walk over to this place the boy referred to as the deadheads. I didn't really like all of the attention.

The boy told me that his name was Alby. He didn't seem like the nicest person. In fact none of the people here did. He started out by asking me tons of questions. He was very intimidating. He first asked me if I remembered anything. I simply shook my head not really ready to start saying a whole lot. I mean of course. Wouldn't anybody be afraid of a group of teenage boys, covered in dirt and grime? All eyes focused on them? Hollering obnoxious comments at them? I know I would- and I am. I'm horrified but trying not to show it. Looking at all of them made me think of myself. I probably looked like crap right now. My brunette hair stuck to my sweaty face. And I probably smelt of puke and body odor.

"Listen greenie," he started. " I'm sure you're scared out of your wits. We've all been through it before. -Come up in the box knowing nothing about yourself, nor where you are. You got all these ugly boys looking at ya.- I get it. But you're going to have to speak up a bit." He kept pushing on, "I'm not sure if you've noticed or not, but you're the only shuck girl in this glade. And I wanna know why. What do you remember" he said for probably the tenth tie.

"I-I can't remember anything." I said digging into my brain for some sort of memory. " If I did I swear I would tell you. You've already asked me this before, and I answer the same way each time. So I'm sorry, but I don't know. Anyways, how come you've never had a girl in this place?" I questioned. Trying to change the subject of memory.

"Three years green bean. Been that way up until now."

"Well then I'm just as confused as you are. I don't know my name, where I came from, or anything about who I was before I came out of that shuck contraption over there!" I pointed to the odd opening in the ground. That was when I realized I used the work shuck. I noticed how they all kept saying it, so I thought I'd give it a try. It came out my mouth so awkwardly and I beamed at the thought of it.

And so did Alby, probably because I most likely looked like an alien trying to learn english when using the term shuck

"I like your attitude girly. I'd really love to give ya the tour of the place and answer some of the many, many questions that your girl mouth possesses. But unfortunately the box came up later than usual. And you don't seem like you know a darn thing about anything so I'll agree to give up on questions for right now tool. So we will put this conversation on hold." He then stood up from the crooked table.

"Maybe you should get a bit of shut eye before the big night." He pointed to a crooked building made out of planks of wood and nails. "Newt should be in the homestead, he'll get ya a hammock."

"Huh? Whatta you mean, before the big night? " I raised an eyebrow. "And who is Newt?"

"Haven't you heard girly? You're the guest of honor," he smirked, " big celebration just for you tonight!" He turned on his heels and started walking away from the table.

I thought about going inside that horrid building that Alby pointed out as the homestead. But I finally decided not to because of the fact that I thought the entire structure would collapse down on my body. It clearly wasn't built very well.

So Instead, I found myself walking towards the huge gap in between the giant stone walls that surrounded this place they call the glade.

When I was about four feet away from the opening, I was then tackled by the same horrendous boy that greeted me in the metal cage that brought me here.