You, Thomas, Brenda, Newt, Frypan, Jorge and Gally all stand in front of Teresa, interrogating her. She had betrayed you and led WCKD to your location a few months ago leaving many immunes captured by WCKD. One of them being Minho.

Gally had found you all as you were trying to get past the city walls. Jorge ended up beating up one of the men for taking Brenda but Brenda eventually calmed him down and they got over it pretty quickly, actually.

“Where’s Minho?” Gally asked Teresa, a stern look on his face. Thomas looked down at the ground, not daring to look at Teresa. For now, at least. He loved her, but she was meant to be the enemy.

“You guys don’t seriously think—“ Teresa began, looking over at Thomas for help, but Gally cut her off. He didn’t have time for her stuttering and stalling and whatever other bullshit excuse she was going to give.

“Don’t look at him.” He told her, pulling a chair infront of her and sitting on it. “Why you lookin’ at him? Look at me.” He said, his tone almost commanding. He wasn’t asking her, he was telling her.