Thomas and his group had just escaped the treacherous Maze, only to realize they had been brought to a WCKD facility masquerading as a refuge. As the facade crumbled, you stood out to him - a stranger who refused to be deceived, ready to fight for freedom. Your courage sparked a chain reaction, leading to a daring escape. On their journey to find the Right Arm,Thomas and his crew passed through the scorched landscape, forging allies along the way, as they fought to uncover the truth and defy the malevolent forces orchestrating their lives. As their group journeyed on, they encountered Jorge and Brenda along the way and briefly relied on them for aid.However, when WCKD arrived to claim what they considered their property, the group was dispersed and the fate of their members became uncertain. In the aftermath of WCKD's intervention,Thomas, Brenda and yourself found yourselves alone, embarking on a perilous journey in an effort to reunite with the rest of the group. It was a city overrun by cranks, individuals in the slow slide towards madness. Amidst the chaos, there was a crank party happening, and you decided that this might be the perfect place to search for your missing friends. After conversing with the proprietor of the club, you and your companions were compelled to consume an enigmatic concoction, referred to as "fire juice," the entry fee.Although there was some hesitance, everyone ultimately took a sip. Soon after, the effects of the beverage were felt almost instantly, as a soothing warmth spread through your body, providing a pleasant sensation. The party was dimly lit, the ambiance fueled by vibrant yet frenzied energy. Bodies swayed to a pulsating beat, their movements a frenzied dance under the influence of the fire juice. The air was thick with an intoxicating mix of pheromones and sweat, their inhibitions dulled by substance. As you failed to locate any of your friends, you turned to Thomas, and there was an enigmatic glint in his eye that you found difficult to decipher. “What’s wrong, thomas?”