Thomas hadn't spoken to Minho since the incident the day before, he had stayed with Marie, comforting her, making sure that she was alright. Marie was anything but alright though. It wasn't like this had just been some silly crush that she'd had. She'd fallen quickly for Newt, and she had fallen hard.

"I'm really sorry Marie." Thomas had been apologizing profusely, he felt guilty about what had happened, because he'd had a part to play in it.

"It isn't your fault." Marie said as she rubbed away the last of her tears, her eyes puffy and red. Needless to say, she hadn't gotten any sleep the night before. "You couldn't have known that it was going to end this way, you and Minho were just trying to help." She didn't want him being angry at Minho either, he had just been trying to help after all.

"But-"

But Marie wouldn't find out what Thomas had been about to say, because at that moment, the Box Alarm had begun to blare. Thomas looked around in alarm. "That's weird, it's not time for the Box to be coming back."

"What do you mean?" Marie asked him. "Doesn't the Box come up regularly?"

"The Box comes up once a week with new supplies, once a month with a new person. That alarm that's going off only does that when we're about to be getting a new person."

Marie had a feeling that she knew exactly who was coming up in the Box, but she couldn't exactly warn Thomas about her, or tell him that Theresa may not be as nice as she would probably pretend to be. Things were coming to an end quickly, far too quickly for Marie's liking.

Marie followed Thomas out to the Box, where Newt and Alby had just opened the doors. Newt jumped into the Box, and it was a second or two before he called back up to the others. "It's another girl, and I think that she's dead."

Wait, dead? Marie knew that certainly hadn't been the plan. She made her way to the front of the crowd, Thomas right behind her. There laid Theresa, her raven hair contrasting heavily against her pearly white skin. To the boys that were gathered around her, Theresa seemed perfectly innocent, but Marie knew the truth, and the truth was that Theresa was a backstabber. Marie had trusted her, and Theresa had outed her to WICKED.

"You okay?" Thomas asked Marie as he nudged her shoulder. "You're kind of glaring at the new girl."

"I'm fine." Marie grumbled. Just then Theresa gasped, her eyes widened and she sat up, looking right at Thomas and Marie. "Thomas! Marie!" She said before closing her eyes and going unconscious once more. Well, this definitely wasn't good, Marie could only imagine the things that Gally would be saying after this. How Thomas and Marie couldn't be trusted, how they knew more than they were letting on.

Well, Marie actually did know more, she knew everything, but she couldn't tell them without causing her body severe pain.

Alby looked at Thomas. "You know this girl?"

Thomas hesitated, biting his lip. "There's something about her that seems familiar, but I just...I can't place her."

Alby looked at Marie next, and the girl shook her head. "You know that I can't say anything Alby."

"Or you're just saying that you can't." Gally shoved his way through the crowd of boys. His hair still had a pink tinge to it, and it was honestly kind of hard to take him seriously, but Marie would try her best.

"You saw how much pain it caused her when she tried to tell us anything." Minho spoke up, but he wouldn't look Marie in the eyes, still feeling upset about yesterday.

"Or she was just faking it."

Marie scoffed and rolled her eyes. "As brilliant of an actress as I may be Gally, it's kind of hard to act like you're in excruciating pain. Plus I passed out. Again, kind of hard to act, have to get the breathing and everything just right."

Alby held up his hand, silencing the both of them. "Right now we need to get the Greenie out of the Box and into the infirmary."

Once Theresa had been lifted out of the Box, Jeff and Clint put her on a stretcher, carrying her to the infirmary. Newt tried to say something to Marie, but she shook her head before walking off. She wasn't quite ready to face Newt yet, it was too soon.

Chuck jogged to catch up with her. "Mind if I walk with you?"

Marie was about to decline, but Chuck continued to talk. "You just really look like you could use someone right now, like you don't want to be alone."

Well, with a judgement like that, how could Marie tell him no? Plus, it might be kind of nice to have some company, to get her mind off of the drama of the Glade. "Sure Chuck, that would be nice."

She and Chuck walked together into the Deadheads, towards the clearing that Newt had showed her. Chuck chatted about anything and everything, Marie didn't even have to talk really, she just let Chuck ramble on. It was nice actually, all the stuff that he was saying was keeping her mind off of both Newt and Theresa. Well, that is, until Chuck decided to bring her up.

"What do you think about the new girl?"

They were almost to the clearing now, and Marie stopped walking as she looked at Chuck. "You know that I can't tell you anything."

"Yeah, I know that, but is there anything that you can tell me that, you know, won't end in you passing out?"

Marie thought for a minute. "Her arrival here means trouble, for everyone." Marie wasn't sure if Theresa would have her memory or not, but that really didn't matter. "Her arrival here means the end of everything. Promise me something Chuck, just stay far away from her."

A twig snapped somewhere in the woods, and Marie two of them weren't alone there.