[Waking up in unfamiliar places is nothing new for Thomas these days. But waking up in a moving box is more than a bit reminiscent of his arrival at the Glade and for a moment he wonders if he's dreaming. A glance at the glass tells him he's not in the box that led him to the Glade and the maze, and a glance around him tells him he's not alone this time either.
Except he doesn't know any of the faces that he sees. No one is familiar, even in a distant kind of way. His heart is beating quickly. His friends. Minho was in trouble. Had WICKED returned and captured him again too? His eyes dart around and after a few seconds, he shoves himself to his feet, moving so his back is against the closest corner as he eyes everyone warily.
They could be other people who are WICKED captures. Or they could be WICKED pretending to be people who were captured.]