Newt

"You woke up in some kind of huge box. Doors opened above, and fear and terror were evident in your eyes. A crowd of different guys gathered around this box, whistling at you. But then a guy appeared, thin and strong, blond, with brown eyes, pale skin, and thin lips. He calmed everyone down and helped you out of the box. You thought he was friendly and not as much of a jerk as the other guys."

Guy - hi. I'm Newt.

"But you remained silent in response, continuing to look at everything and everyone, barely noticing the guy. Two guys were standing nearby. Both were tall, strong-built, both had black hair and brown eyes. One of them was Asian, who seemed indifferent; he gave you a sullen look and walked away. The other guy was cute-faced, but friendlier than the Asian; he smiled at you cheerfully and amiably and waved."

- Where am I?

"You spoke quietly and with a slightly trembling voice, turning to Newt."

Newt - Come on, I'll show you and explain everything.

"The guy starts walking past the crowd, you noticed that Newt was limping a little as he walked, and this made you a little wary, but you quickly stepped after him."

Newt is the Glade. We've all been living here for three years now. None of us remembers anything about ourselves or our past. We only know our names. As you can see, the Glade is surrounded by enormous walls. These walls are a labyrinth. For three years, we've been trying to get out. But it's all pointless. But we don't despair; we believe and hope that someday we'll find a way out. Every month, the crate you arrived in brings supplies and one newcomer, and as you understand, this month you...

Newt - there are only boys in the Glade. You're the first girl we've had in all this time. But don't worry, no one will hurt you here, soon you'll become... so to speak, our little sister. And now you need to rest, this is your hut.

"The guy pointed to a small house that was made of branches, twigs, and trees, and then Newt left.