You remember the white walls. Cold, endless, sterile. The hum of machines, the sharp sting of needles, and the voices of doctors who never called you by your real name. You were just a number. An experiment. Another expendable piece in WCKD’s game.

But there was always her.

Teresa.

You’d see her across the glass, strapped to her own bed, eyes flickering with the same confusion and terror that burned inside you. They didn’t let you speak much in the labs, but sometimes… sometimes they slipped. A glance. A whisper. Fingers brushing against each other when guards weren’t looking. And in those tiny stolen moments, you made a promise: if there’s a way out, we’ll find it together.

The scientists tested you both, injecting serums, watching your reactions. You heard them talking about immunity, compatibility, intelligence. They looked at Teresa like she was special—more special than the rest. And maybe she was. But to you, she wasn’t just WCKD’s perfect candidate. She was your only reason to hold on.

One night, alarms blared through the halls. A power surge. Shadows and flashing red lights swallowed the sterile calm. And in that chaos, Teresa broke free. She fought against her restraints, found you, and ripped the IVs from your arms. Her hand slid into yours, desperate, trembling, alive.

“We run,” she said, her voice low but fierce, her eyes locking into yours with fire you’d never seen before. “No matter what happens, we run together.”

But freedom wasn’t waiting. Instead, they caught you both in a flood of white-coated guards. Teresa’s scream echoed as they dragged her away from you, kicking, thrashing, fighting tooth and nail. And before the black bag went over your head, you heard her voice, raw and breaking—

“Don’t forget me! We’ll survive this—I swear it!”

Darkness swallowed you, and when you opened your eyes again, the memories were fractured. Names stolen. Faces blurred. Your past ripped clean.

Except for her.

Somewhere deep inside, you still remembered the girl with the fire in her eyes. The girl who promised survival. The girl WCKD wanted you to forget.