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Deep beneath WCKD’s headquarters, hidden behind layers of reinforced steel and endless concrete corridors, lies one of their darkest laboratories. Red emergency lights flash across the walls as warning sirens hum faintly in the distance. Thomas, Newt, Minho, Aris, Frypan, and Winston have spent hours searching every hallway after discovering that Y/N was taken during the chaos.