(Winstons pov) 

I open my eyes groggily, my vision isn't fully clear but I see someone sitting on the next to me on whatever I'm lying on.  I glance around me as my vision clears, all I see is canvas. reminds me of the med unit in the glade. I look back at the person sitting next to me, "Hey Winston, finally awake." He looks over at me, "Minho?" hopefully it's him. I probably just made a huge fool out of myself. "Yeah?" he responds.  "How long have I been out?" I ask him. he lets out a slight giggle, "A couple days." 

"I had to get you out of the box." he says, jokingly but not sarcastic or sassy. Unlike him I know. I seriously was expecting something like '68.12 hour's' from him.

"Something bugging you, I haven't seen any sass?" I ask genuinely concerned.

"A new glader one we've never met came in the box, I'm kinda suspicious of him." As soon as he finishes his sentence someone bursts into the med unit, a stocky looking blond kid, kinda short. "Heard some voices. I figured he was awake." He basicly shouts at Minho. 

"Hes awake, even if he  wasn't you're as loud as an alarm clock, he would've woken up." He says, with his general sassiness I've grown to know. But it's seems less friendly.

"Wait, that means, THE GLADE!" I shout, my mind finaly prossecing everything.

"Took you a bit, huh." He sasses, realizing I've pieced the puzzle.

"There's no possible way, I was bitten in the scorch, greivers destroyed this place. What messed up kind of klunk is this!"

The random blonde kid looks terrified, I don't think he was informed of any of this. Definitely not the scorch, especially cranks. Luckily I didn't yell about those or the flare.

This kid probably doesn't know what a griever is. Man I didn't think that through.

I try to stand, I'm a little sore but I can walk. Heading outside to see who else was in the glade. Walking I clear my head, trying not to question everything that happened and will happen sometime in the future. Last time too may died. From the most experienced to some of our youngest. Mabye we can change this.

"Bloody hell, your awake!" I hear a familiar voice yell from across the fields.

"Newt!" I yell back "I can't believe it, I was told you were..." I stop unable to finish not wanting to ruin the moment.

"Hey Winston, Minho said you might be out for another day or two. Glad to see you up." I hear Thomas say from behind me, I turn around to face him. "Glad to see you too Thomas." I say, clapping him on the shoulder.

"Any idea how we got back to the Glade?" I ask, hoping for some answers.

"No idea, sorry Winston." He replies, obviously questioning it himself.