"Welcome to the Glade. My name's Alby and you're the first people over eighteen to ever arrive and we've never had any girls either." They didn't know where they were or how exactly they had arrived here even with the best explanations they still didn't seem likely. Time-travel was impossible, no one can do it, not even highly advanced future tech could ever in infinity do this. They didn't know why there were all those teenage boys standing above them, or where they even were for that matter, why the boys were here, there was an infinite amount of questions that could be asked. First however, the team climbed out, the amnesia boy was pulled out by one of the boys last.

All around them were four huge gray walls stretching up like skyscrapers. They were littered with ivy, cracks, and holes and there were four openings split evenly down the rock in the center of each side. The 'Glade' had trees in one corner, animals in another and a huge barn, a building that Scorpion presumed was their house in the third corner, and crops in another. Everything within the Glade was organized it seemed, but now the team observed the boys. They were of all ages ranging from 12-13 to 17-18, and all wore ragged dirty clothes and frayed shoes. The boys were of all ethnicities which made it clear that they were from all over the world, and for some reason had been gathered here.

"Yup, we are definitely in the future, somewhere." Toby was the first to speak.

"What?" An Asian boy looked at them in confusion. So far the boys had been pretty quiet.

"Who are you? Are you the creators?!" A voice from the crowd called out.

"Well, we don't know who the 'creators' are but we'll introduce ourselves. I'm Paige." The boys scrutinized the new girl.

"I'm Sylvester."

"Toby."

"Happy."

"Agent Gallo."

"Walter, this is team Scorpion."

"A team of geniuses made to tackle world-wide problems that nobody else can." Cabe explained.

"Cabe is our government handler. He gives us the problem, we solve it. Paige isn't exactly one of us but her son is, Paige helps us to understand people." Walter told the gladers and looked at the four tall stone walls, "So what's the problem here?"

"This is the Glade. Every night when those doors close, monsters we call Grievers emerge, on the other side is a maze. And it's been unsolvable as long as we've been here." Alby explained. Walter was the first in the team to speak,

"What if the way out isn't the actual maze?" Sylvester shifted uncomfortably, what Alby had told them definitely scared him, but since they were older it didn't sound like he was holding anything back. However Sylvester did speak though rather shakily,

"Are there-" he stopped to take a deep breath trying not to hyperventilate, "Are there any...inconsistencies? In the-" he took another breath, "Maze?" The boys looked confused, again. He continued, "I mean anything..." Walter finished Sylvester's sentence,

"Anything that doesn't match? That seems out of place?" The Asian kid caught on.

"Like the cliff..."he mused and nodded to a couple other boys around him, "You shanks agree?" He asked them. They nodded back and he turned to the adults triumphantly, while they thought about the 'Gladers' strange vocabulary, and the maze too of course.

"I think the maze- and the 'Grievers'- are mechanical. I mean it is the future so...technology is advanced, even though this place looks pretty run-down." Happy said and Toby continued with,

"These shanks built it, they at least have something though."

"Shanks?"

"Yeah, that's what they've been saying. It basically means-"

"I know what it means Shank."

"Enough you two!" Cabe interrupted, "Somedays you're geniuses, and others you're children. That's what this is like for me!" Toby and Happy surprisingly fell silent and tuned back into the main conversation, which had continued without them.

"Deal then, we'll find it." Walter was saying. Although Toby and Happy had no idea what he agreed to. Probably to find the exit, in return for...shelter...and food, the basics. They still hurried after him to ask anyways though as the group was lead away from the 'box'.