Thomas walked back to his house in the suburbs of Paradise. Today was the day. It had been 10 long years since they escaped the Flare-ridden world. They had come a long way since then. They had set up a council of leaders and established law and order in Paradise. Everyone had a part to do. It was almost like the Glade. Minho was the main leader of Paradise. Thomas was in charge of maintaining law and order in Paradise. He was engaged to Brenda. So many things had changed yet so many things had remained the same. Thomas still had nightmares about the Maze and the Scorch. In his mind's eye, he saw Chuck gasping for air as life seeped out of him, Newt begging Thomas to kill him and Teresa getting crushed by the ceiling as it fell on top of her. He closed his eyes, willing the bad memories to go away. They were safe now and there was absolutely no point in thinking about such things. He had to move on.
He reached his wooden cabin and opened the door. Almost everything in Paradise was made of wood since they had no other materials. He stepped inside his cabin then froze. He could hear someone shuffling in the kitchen.
'Who's there?' he called out.
'Calm down, shank. It's only me' a familiar voice replied.
Thomas relaxed then walked towards the kitchen. Minho was seated at the kitchen table, eating a sandwich.
'Minho, what the hell are you doing here?' Thomas asked.
'I wanted to give you something but then I got hungry,' Minho replied, shrugging.
'What is it?'
Minho finished his sandwich and pulled out a brown envelope from his pocket.
'I found this outside my cabin 2 week ago. It's a video recording of someone. Thomas, Teresa wasn't the first girl in the Glade. There was someone else before her. She was the first person to arrive by the box. It's kind of a long story. Watch it.' he said quietly, shoving the envelope into Thomas's hand.
With that, he walked out of the cabin, leaving Thomas shell-shocked.