Teresa: Do you remember your mother?
Thomas: I think so.
Teresa: I remember mine. She was a beautiful woman. Everybody loved her. And before WICKED, she was all I had. When she got sick, I didn't know what to do. I just kept her locked up. Hidden. I thought she'd get better. Every night, she'd make these awful sounds, like screaming. And then, one night, she just stopped. She was finally quiet. I went down to her room. And there was blood everywhere. But she was just sat there, calm. She said she was feeling better. The visions were gone. She'd taken care of them. She took her eyes out, Thomas. There are millions of people suffering out there. Millions of stories, just like mine. We can't turn our backs on them. I won't.
Thomas: What are you saying?
Teresa: I'm saying, I want you to understand.
Thomas: Understand what?
Teresa: Why I did it.
Teresa: Please don't fight them, Thomas.
Thomas: What have you done? What have you done?
Mary: Interesting... It makes sense they'd put you in the maze. Though I must admit... I was worried they'd kill you after what you did.
Thomas: What I did?
Mary: The first time we spoke, you said you couldn't take it anymore... watching your friends die, one by one. The last time we spoke... you gave me the coordinates of every WICKED compound, trial and lab.
Vince: He was our source.
Mary: We couldn't have pulled all this off without him.
Teresa Agnes: Gally has everyone convinced that you’re the reason all this has happened. Thomas: Well, he’s been right so far. Minho: What are you talking about? Thomas: This place… it’s not what we thought it was. It’s not a… Continue Reading →