Clear as day, a ten-year-old Antoinette held the hands of a young Asian boy, tears streaming down her face. She had just been told by her aunt, a doctor with WCKD, that her parents had finally died because of the Flare. She sniffled, sitting cross-legged on the floor, gripping the hands of her best friend.

"I only get to see Maggie for a short while and I have to tell her this. Minho, we're alone. I-I knew they were sick but…death…"

The Minho before her looked very little like the Minho she knew now. Young Minho still had his baby cheeks and his black hair was cropped short. He gripped her hands, trying to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

The scene melted away so that Antoinette was back on the roof of a facility at age thirteen. Her heart fluttered as she stood beside a young Newt who gazed out at the stars. He eventually noticed her watching him and gave her a grin.

"What?" he asked, half laughing.

The girl felt her face heat up as she looked back down at her hands.

"Why do you only invite me up here? I mean…we're so close with the others. I just…wondered…"

Newt scratched his cheek, a pink wave of embarrassment creeping up his neck.

"I-Is is so wrong that I want to just be with you alone? I mean…Minho is like your shadow."

A feeling of happiness swelled in her chest as the scene changed. Once again, pain and sadness took over her emotions. She stared at Newt as he lay on a metal table, being prepped for the maze.

"Why do I have to be a part of this?" Antoinette demanded.

Multiple individuals looked at the girl awkwardly before her aunt put a tight grip on her shoulder. She gazed into the woman's eyes, seeing sympathy there.

"I'm so sorry, sweetie. I know you really liked this boy-"

"Like! I like him. There is no past tense. He isn't disappearing or dying! He isn't…"

As the girl threatened to have a meltdown her aunt gave her a stern look. She glanced around at the others.

"You need to be strong. We need future doctors. To find a cure," her aunt told her quietly," They are still debating whether or not to put you in a maze. But I want you with me. Together we can change things."

The scene faded once again. Antoinette was hugging Thomas tightly.

"I'm so sorry," he told her as she pulled away from him," I don't know why they are suddenly sending you away."

The girl gave him a brave smile, one that hid how scared she felt.

"I'm probably being sent to Group B, right? So, I'll get to see Maggie again."

Thomas looked at her in confusion.

"But you won't remember each other," he warned her.

She just shrugged back at him.

"That doesn't matter. I have to believe that our bond as siblings is strong enough to help us remember each other. Just…look out for the others that go in after me, okay?"

Thomas nodded and crossed his arms.

"And you make sure to be careful, okay? You need to survive."

Antoinette's eyes sprung open. Her heart was racing. She sat up carefully as her head was throbbing. She glanced around the room to find it empty aside from Teresa who was sleeping peacefully on the bed beside hers. The conscious female put a hand to her heart at the same time as removing to oxygen tube from her nose. She had practically willed herself to wake up. Her mind was still racing through memories. She felt so heavy as her brain worked overtime, attempting to reconcile her forgotten memories with the new ones from the Glade.

A screen across the room caught her eye. Her name was clearly written at the top. Antoinette carefully snuck over. On the screen was similar information to what she had seen when they escaped the maze.

"What a shank," she murmured, berating the nurse or doctor who was dumb enough to leave themselves logged in.

Scanning the page, she took in the detailed notes about her actions in the Glade from helping Newt, to Todd's attack, to her surviving the Griever attack. They were WCKD. They were not free. If they had this much information on her, they had to be. Spotting Maggie's name in the page, she clicked it. She read through the detailed notes on her sister, making sure that she was truly dead. Antoinette clicked back and was about to read Teresa's when she heard voices down the hall. She had just settled back down on the bed when a pair of nurses came in. They looked surprised to find her awake. She pretended to just be getting up.

"Antoinette, you woke up earlier than expected. Please lay back down. The memory retrieval process can be taxing."

The girl did as they asked.

"I believe it," she mumbled at them.

She watched them from her spot on the bed as they gave her pain medication. They gave her smiles, but she noticed their eyes never smiled along. They had a purpose for giving Teresa and Antoinette their memories back. She wondered if the boys were gaining theirs as well. Glancing over at Teresa, Antoinette felt conflicted. She'd always had a rocky relationship with Teresa. They never thought the same. Teresa was always very logical while Antoinette let her emotions dictate her opinions and decisions. She took after her aunt in that way. Sighing, she examined the nearest nurse.

"Why give us our memories back?" she asked, fully expecting a lie.

They smiled and checked her vitals.

"Because, we will need your help. You're good with medicines and are a hard worker. We'd like for you to help us. That way, you can help your sister."

Antoinette's eyes narrowed as she stared at the nurse.

"What do you mean?"

The nurse gave her a sad smile.

"Your sister has contracted the Flare after removal from the maze. We will need your help to save her."

Antoinette's mind raced back to the screen she had seen that declared Maggie as dead. Did these people…? Antoinette's heart sped up again. They didn't know she had checked the records.

"I…I see…"

The nurse patted her knee sympathetically. Standing up, the woman moved over to the computer, made a couple notes and made sure to log out this time. The other nurse pulled a curtain out beside Teresa's bed, so the door was no longer visible.

"You get some rest now," the nurse told her," You can't do anything for your sister till you are all better."

"Wait!"

The nurses both looked at her. Antoinette sighed, nervously.

"W-where are my friends? How long was I out?"

The nurse who pulled the curtain came over to her, hands clasped in front of her.

"You were out for a full day. It is around three in the afternoon right now. Your friends are all safe. I promise. They are in the facility, but you cannot see them just yet. Now, please rest."

Antoinette nodded and closed her eyes. She knew the women would not leave until they were sure she was asleep. She let herself attempt to sleep once more. After a while, it worked. Her dreams were far from peaceful, due to the turmoil in her mind.

She didn't wake up again till there were alarms blaring. She groggily sat up in the bed as a male nurse and male doctor rummaged around in the room. They were taking medications and placing them in boxes.

"What's going on?" she demanded.

Neither of them seemed to hear her as they disappeared behind the curtain by Teresa's bed. She was about to get up when she heard the door open and a doctor announce Dr. Crawford's presence. There was a sudden commotion as the man was cut off. Antoinette was alarmed, hearing an angry voice on the other side of the curtain.

"Where are they? Where are they!"

Things were suddenly quiet as Antoinette slowly registered that she knew the voice. She had just shifted herself to sit at the edge of the bed when Thomas pulled the curtain over. Antoinette yelped in surprise, taking in that all her friends were there. Newt rushed over to her and pulled her up to stand before hugging her tightly.

"Thank goodness. You alright?" he asked her.

She nodded quickly, hugging him back. She could see over his shoulder that Thomas was rousing Teresa. She looked back at Newt as he pulled away.

"We have to go. It's WCKD."

Figuring now was not the time to tell him she already knew, she only nodded and followed the group's lead.

"Guys! They're coming. Where do we go?" Frypan suddenly shouted.

Newt looked around the room quickly before telling Frypan to move. The two of them knocked over one of the medical tables and slid it in front of the door. They slid it in place just in time as someone started pushing on the door to open it. Minho shouted for them to stay back. Antoinette realized that he had managed to get hold of a gun, somehow.

"Okay, we gotta get outta here," Minho shouted as the men rammed on the door," Where do we go?"

"Everyone stand back!" Thomas yelled.

Newt pushed the group away from the window to the other room as Thomas turned and smashed a chair into the glass. The chair rebounded, as the glass was reinforced.

"Newt! Help, help!"

Newt grabbed another chair. The two of them together were able to break the window. Teresa grabbed a blanket and spread it across the broken glass so they could all climb over. Everything was moving so fast as they were all in a panic. Thomas leaped over first, helping Teresa, then Antoinette before the other guys jumped over to follow. Once everyone but Minho was over, he tossed the gun to Thomas, who ran ahead to lead.

"Stay behind me!" he told the others, opening the door to the room.

He then turned straight into a man on the other side of the door. Thomas then shot him. The blast from the gun caused an electrical shock to run through their potential captor. They all stared in surprise.

"Shit," Thomas commented," Okay, come on!"

Thomas and Minho lead them through the hallways at a sprint as they attempted to reach the door they had come in from. Thomas had managed to take someone's ID card, which he used to get the door open. Unfortunately, it wasn't working.

"Thomas!" a familiar voice called down the hall.

They all turned to see Janson approaching them. He was flanked by a number of guards. A few of them held shields. Thomas moved ahead of the group, pointing the gun at Janson. The man put his hands up, but still had a slight smile on his face. Minho kept swiping the card, hoping it would work at some point.

"Open this door, Janson!" he demanded.

"You really don't want me to," the man assured them."

"Open the damn door!"

"Listen to me! I'm trying to save your life. The maze is one thing, but you kids wouldn't last one day out in the Scorch. If the elements don't kill you, the Cranks will. Thomas, you have to believe me. I only want what's best for you."

The other couldn't hear what Thomas and Janson said to each other after that, but the door suddenly flashed green and opened for them. On the other side was Winston and another kid. He looked vaguely familiar to Antoinette, but didn't have time to think about it.

"Hey, guys," the kid said.

"Come on!" Frypan said, recovering from the unexpected escape the quickest.

"Thomas! Come! Let's go!" Newt shouted, before pushing Antoinette forward through the door.

They watched from the other side as Thomas shot the gun, the guards with shields moving forward to defend themselves. The gun ran out of ammo after a few shots, causing Thomas to toss it and run full tilt for the door. As he ran, the door began to close again. The group began shouting for Thomas to run faster. He was able to make it just in time by sliding through. As Teresa shouted about what was going on, the kid who saved them smashed the panel to the door so WCKD couldn't get through. The group ran through the hanger till they reached the outer door. Thomas pulled on the red lever to open it. Sand and wind slapped them in the face as it opened. They took out into the wasteland, moving forward through the dust. Despite being barefoot, Antoinette did her best to climb the dunes and keep up with the others. Teresa similarly struggled. Behind them, WCKD was doing their best to hunt them down.

"Come on, go! Go! We'll lost them in the storm!" Thomas pushed.

After going a distance, the group lowered themselves down behind a dune so they could still keep an eye on the guards looking for them. Staying low, they kept moving until Teresa spotted a building mostly buried in sand. She went in with little hesitation.

"Teresa, wait! No, don't go in there!" the boys protested, but she was already in.

Via a broken window, they slid down the sand and into the building after her. The group had a hard time in the darkness, but Minho found a flashlight in a backpack that he had managed to swipe from the facility. Wherever his flashlight went, there was broken down objects.

"Where the hell are we?" Minho asked.

Thomas shook his head.

"We gotta go."

"No. Thomas, stop!" Teresa told him.

They all looked at her.

"Tell me what's going on," she told him, seriously.

Antoinette looked over, somewhat interested in what had sparked their departure as well. Thomas moved over to the girls.

"It's WCKD. It's WCKD. They lied to us. We never escaped. Me and Aris, we found bodies. Too many to count."

Antoinette looked over at the kid in the striped jacket, guessing that he was Aris.

"What do you mean? Dead bodies?" Minho asked.

The girl frowned at her best friend. Apparently, the rest of the guys had run off without hearing the entire story.

"No, but they weren't alive either," Thomas said, making Antoinette's stomach drop," They had them strung up. With tubes coming out of them. They were being…they were being drained. There's something inside of us that WCKD wants. Something in our blood. So, we have to get as far away from them as possible."

The group took that all in. Antoinette looked over at Newt, taking his hand.

"Okay," he told the group, squeezing her hand," So, what's the plan? You do have a plan, right?"

"Yeah. I don't know."

Newt's eyes widened.

"Well, we follow you out here, Thomas, and now you're saying that you have no idea where we're going or what we're doing."

Newt rubbed at his hair in frustration.

"Wait," Aris stepped in," Janson said something about people hiding in the mountains. Some kind of resistance or army."

"The Right Arm," Thomas agreed.

Thomas looked at them, hope in his eyes.

"The Right Arm. If they're really against WCKD, maybe they can help us."

Newt and Antoinette exchanged a look.

"People. In the mountains. Mountain people. That's your plan?" Newt asked.

"And…we know they would help us…how?" Antoinette asked.

Thomas shook his head.

"It's the only chance we have."

They weren't quite sure whether Newt was about to punch the daylights out of Thomas, but Winston got their attention before anything could escalate.

"Hey, guys! Check this out. Minho, give me a light!"

They all moved over to the boy kneeling on the ground. Minho knelt beside him and pointed the flashlight in the direction Winston noted. Footsteps led off in the sand.

"Someone's been down here," Winston told them.

The group decided to follow the footprints and check out where they were. As they walked, Antoinette looked around at the group. She noted that Newt, Thomas, Minho, Teresa, Frypan, and Jack were the ones there.

"Where's Blaise?" she questioned the guys.

Minho glanced back at her before looking at Newt, then Thomas. Newt tightened his grip on her hand.

"Every day that we were there, they would take a few individuals at a time to a 'new home.' They told us it was a safe place. At our last meal there, before we came to get you, Blaise was in the group called."

Antoinette looked at him before looking at Thomas, who looked like he was going to be sick.

"So…since they were actually WCKD. That new home…it was really…"

Thomas looked away from her. Aris, not knowing her well, didn't have such qualms.

"We saw him," the boy told her," Thomas found him strung up among the countless others."

Antoinette's eyes burned as she tried to hold back the tears. Her body shook from the effort. Yet, the tears came anyway. She remembered the first time Blaise walked in, how she thought he was a very serious individual. He had chosen her over Todd, voted to keep her because he knew what his friend had done was terrible. He had encouraged her, cared for her, teased her. He was the one person she could share anything with. Tell anything to. They never had to spare each other's feelings or watch what they said. Their friendship was so unique and, if he was gone, she would never have another one like it. Her chest ached painfully.

"S-shuck. No. It-It wasn't him…please…please. No."

The group stopped as she did her best to stifle the screams of rage and sadness she wanted to let out by biting the outside of her thumb. Newt pulled her against him, tightly hugging her as she wept into his chest. Once her crying died down to a quieter storm of sniffling, they continued on. After a bit, the group found closed doors in front of wide entrances. Objects were everywhere. Clothes, dishes, bottles of items, and more. Antoinette recognized the place as a kind of mall, but she got the feeling that she might be the only one with her memories back.

"Come on. Open up," Minho told the others in front of one particular door.

The boys raised the gate up. They all stepped inside and started examining the area. The place had been abandoned a long time ago. Dust covered most of the objects. The place was so cluttered and messy that Antoinette guessed people had lived here after the sun had damaged the planet. Frypan found a lantern, adding to their number of light sources. Shortly after, Newt found some small flashlights. Everyone took one.

"Looks like people lived here," Minho pointed out, picking up some clothes from the ground.

Antoinette went over to him. She looked up at him as he tossed the jacket he was holding over his shoulder. Putting a hand on her back, he guided her toward more things in the rear of the room.

"Where are they now?" Newt asked.

"Let's pack some of this stuff up," Thomas said, grabbing some of the clothes and shaking it out," Anything you think you might need. We'll split up, see what else we can find. Meet back here."

Antoinette nodded her head, knowing she needed a new set of clothes. Her and Teresa were both sporting the same white tank top and grey-blue sweatpants. Minho moved to follow Thomas, but stopped and leaned closer to Antoinette as she scanned the pile of clothes.

"You going to be okay?" he asked her, softly rubbing tear stains from her dirty cheeks.

She looked up at her friend. Images of him as a child to now floated into her mind. She couldn't help the smile at came to her face. She reached out a hand and touched his arm.

"I'll be fine. As long as you come back in one piece."

She tilted her head toward Thomas with a raised eyebrow.

"Him, too."

Minho grinned at her, giving her cheek a gentle pinch before drawing his hand away.

"Don't I always?" he asked, going toward after Thomas.

Antoinette folded her arms across her chest. She wondered if he knew how true that statement was. She watched as he left with Thomas. Winston and Jack went in the opposite direction as the other two, leaving the girls with Frypan, Aris, and Newt.