"and I need a soul, and sail needs the wind cause i get so lost time and again and away I looked, oh mery me well it just ain't right you see me, oh me." blake watched thomas work every day within wicked. she always admired him, his work, who he was. until he disappeared. until every last memory, moment, piece of him was wiped from her brain, until he was gone. except for one memory, one memory that branched off into a realization that it wasn't right. what wicked was really doing. that's when they introduced her to the maze, they were stupid enough to give her access to every part of their experiments. she planned to get them out, free every kid from the horrors of wicked, including thomas. she was willing to destroy everything for him. even herself. lowercase intended.