”[…] It comes down to one thing. One final thing.” - “And what’s that?” - "Thomas, we need your brain." Thomas’s heartbeat sped up to rattling thumps in his chest. […] The three WICKED scientists awaited Thomas’s response. But he couldn’t speak. He’d faced death countless times over what he could remember of his life, yet he’d always done so in the desperate hope to survive, doing anything in his power to last one more day. But this was different. He didn’t just have to last through some trial until his rescuers came. This wasn’t something he would come back from. This was the end.