![]() They are lifers in this Glade, with virtually no hope of escape, and they tell you their three rules: 1. You remember nothing, not even your name the couple dozen other boys call you Greenie. You find yourself in an elevator hurtling upward, fast, until it hits the top, and you are disgorged into a huge field bordered with high prison-like walls. It’s the ultimate nightmare of being the new kid at a boys’ high school.
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