Janson swung the closet door open and pocked his head inside.
Teresa? Thomas asked.
"Well, seems I was wrong. My apologies" Janson said, though it wasn't sincere.
Teresa! What happened? Thomas thought to her. She didn't answer.
Janson came back to the table and say down. "Where was I? He paused, thinking. "oh right, I was informing you about the Glase. you won't remember Teresa, instead, you will have the strange sense she looks familiar."
Thomas just stared. Whatever WICKED told him to do, he had to do it. He pretended to listen as Janson continued talking.
"You won't remember your age, your birthday, what you look like- or any memories that have to do with your past life until you get the wipe removed."
Tom? Teresa asked. You won't remember me until after the Scorh Trials?
Yeah. That's what Janson is saying. Thomas replied.
Thomas closed his eyes and rested his head in his hands.
***
Janson left two hours later after giving Thomas all the details.
Teresa walked out of the closet, her eyes full of tears.
"Tom.."
Then she hugged him tight.
"I'm sorry Teresa. I really am." Thomas whispered in her ear, hugging back.
"If you were sorry you'd run away." Teresa said pulling away.
Then she walked out of the room, closing the door shut behind her, leaving Thomas all alone.
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Escape From WICKED
Fanfiction"I'm sorry Tom. I really am..." Thomas is supposed to be sent to the Glade in a week. His best friend Teresa is supposed to be sent the next day. However, she is against WICKED and everything it does and to be honest, deep down, Thomas is against WI...
