RECOGNITION;

     thomas when i... first arrive in the maze. he just looked down at me, recognition in his eyes. he looked so familiar. 'who is he'. *gif*

     "all right, someone get the greenie out of that box would ya?" a dark skinned man mumbled. "and thomas, quit staring at them, you'll give 'em a scare." he said, earning a few chuckles around the glade.

     "sorry... it's just..." he trailed off.

     "just what, you like 'em? are those heart eyes i see?" gally chimed in as a blonde haired boy went down and helped me out of the box with a rope. i got up quite easily, and looked over at... thomas. wait, thomas, that's what they called him, but it sounds so familiar.

     "thomas?" I mumbled.

     "yeah, that's..." he said, confused. "and you're... you're y/n?" he mumbled, looking into my eyes. come to think of it, he was right, but that's all i could think of. or remember for that matter.

     "yeah... yeah that's my name."

     "all right, thomas, greenie, come with me. we need to talk." alby said, gesturing to thomas and i. "clear out, get back to work, those jobs ain't gonna get done themselves!" alby shouted at the others before walking with me and thomas on his tail.