Stiles POV
Stiles wakes up and hops off his hammock. He looks around and notices something different. There are more flowers all around. He sees the girl picking a lot of them. "What are you doing?" Stiles asks. "I'm just picking flowers. They're so pretty." She says. "Oh. Well, I have a question for you. Do you remember your name?'' Stiles asks. "Yeah. My name is Lydia." She says. "Lydia.. I like it." Stiles says. "Listen, Stiles. I had a dream last night. You and this other guy were in it. We were just walking on the street." Lydia says. "I had the same dream!" Stiles says. "Wow!" Lydia says. ''What does that mean?" Stiles asks. "I don't know.'' Lydia says. Minho and Newt wake up. " Just act like everything is normal." Stiles whispers to Lydia. "So, what do we do today?" Newt wonders. "I could hang with Lydia today?" Stiles wonders. Minho thinks about it. "Fine." Minho says. Stiles leads Lydia over to his hammock. "So.." Stiles says.
"So..." Lydia says. "We could do some work?" Stiles asks. "Yeah, okay." Lydia says and smiles. "I have an idea. We could gather firewood for the bonfire tonight" Stiles says. "I'll go this way. You go that way." Lydia says. Stiles nods and goes the way she pointed him. He walks through the woods in search of firewood.
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Stiles brought out a whole lot of firewood. "Okay, I'm finished. What about you?" Stiles asks. Lydia brings out this smaller pile. "Yeah, I'm done." She says and drips it on top of his pile. "Wow, we took a long time. The sun is going down." Stiles says. All of the guys come to the bonfire. "Okay, lets get this started!" Gally cheers and starts to use the firewood.
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"And then I said, Stop taking my stuff!" Chuck says. Everyone laughs.
"Hey guys, its getting pretty dark. The walls aren't closing!" Stiles worries. "Oh don't worry, they will." Newt says. "Yeah, they always close." Minho says. Stiles nods his head.
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"Okay, they still haven't closed! I'm pretty worried!" Stiles says. "Yeah, me too." Gally says. "If the walls aren't closing, then that means the griever can come in!" Minho says. "Oh my." Newt mutters to himself.
The grievers start coming out of the maze and into the Glade. "Oh my gosh!" Lydia yells. "Stiles! What do we do?" Lydia panicks. "Uuuh, fight!" He yells. "Really Stiles?!" Minho asks. "Just go with it." Gally says. Newt gets a spear. Minho gets a sword. Gally gets a spear and Stiles gets a stick. "Is there nothing left?!" Stiles asks. "Yeah, sorry Stiles." Minho says. They all run after grievers. Lydia hides in one of the sheds. A griever goes over to the shed. "Hey! Get away!" Stiles yells. He runs at the griever and hits it with the stick. The griever chases Stiles. "Uh guys! Help!" Stiles says, running away from the griever. Minho sees it and stabs it with the sword. "Thanks." Stiles says. "Yep. Now go over with Lydia." Minho says. Stiles runs back over to the shed. He opens it and hops in with her. "Hey Lydia. You okay?" Stiles asks. "I don't know. I feel like, like I want to scream." Lydia says. "Okay. Then scream Lydia." Stiles says. "Okay." Lydia says. She screams like a banshee. Stiles backs away, holding his ears. "Oh my God!" Stiles says. "Sorry." Lydia says and smiles.

Finished! Sorry it took so long!