I woke up on the maze. For some of you that might seem like a completely normal thing, but it's not. Believe me. I was supposed to come out of the box, like every other glader. Maybe I was an error, just a glitch in their stupid system. But I ended up here. Turns out, grievers are friendly. They protect me and take care of me. I was wandering around in the maze, when I saw him. With a griever right behind me he ran, and didn't look back. Maybe he forgot me, but I know I didn't forget him.