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WICKED isn't finished with them. Not even close.

Minho and Isla survived the Maze. They survived the Scorch. They survived everything WICKED threw at them. But survival isn't enough-not when they're strapped to cold metal tables, their veins drained, their minds shattered by hallucinations.

WICKED says they're special. That their blood is different. That they can help find the cure. But Isla knows the truth-WICKED doesn't care who they break in the process. And Minho? He'd rather die fighting than let them turn him into another one of their experiments.

They're trapped, alone, forced to endure endless tests, pushing their bodies and minds past their limits. But no matter how weak Isla feels, no matter how much pain Minho endures, there's one thing WICKED can't take from them.

Each other.

Even if they've never said the words, they feel them. In every stolen glance. Every desperate touch. Every promise to make it out of this hell alive.

But WICKED isn't just testing them. They're waiting. Watching.

Because Isla and Minho aren't just different.

They might be the key to everything.
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