Tears spilled from Teresa's eyes as she hugged her sister goodbye, their arms clutching around eachother tightly, not wanting the special moment to end. Maria couldn't stop the tears, and they kept coming and coming until they both pulled apart and she had a chance to wipe them with the collar of her shirt. "Don't worry, I'll be with you soon." Teresa spoke, nodding her head with a fake smile on her lips. Maria sighed before wiping her blood shot eyes with the back of her hands. "I know, but we won't know eachother. We'll be strangers. Just like Minho and Newt. Thomas and you will be strangers, as well." Thomas is going to go into the maze, then Teresa, then Maria. It's all been planned by the three of them.

Janson walks in with his white lab coat around his body, his slight grey-ish hair combed neatly and a smile planted on his lips. "Thomas was just sent up." Teresa held back her aching tears and turned around, walking into the other room. Maria watched her, not bothering to follow. It's too much for her right now. Maria was kind of excited to come in contact with Newt, Minho and Gally again. Even if they wouldn't remember her, it's been two years. Way too long for good friends to be apart.

Teresa was again, hugging her sister as tightly as ever. They were just about to inject the needle into her, and let all her memories fade away, except the familiar faces of her sister. Which is what they promised to keep. But only that, nothing else. Teresa rubbed her younger sister's arms before saying, "I'll see you up there." She half-smiled before making her way over to Janson and his other assistants in white lab coats, Maria didn't want to watch all the memories of the two of them fade from her mind. She didn't want to see it. Not at all.

She remembers when Teresa would listen to every word she said and kept every secret, when she taught her how to ride a bike, how to braid her hair. Maria didn't want to forget all of that.

Two days passed. Maria intently watching Thomas and the other gladers, all of them in which she knew, and now would forget. Teresa was, unfortunately, put into a coma. They thought she was the last one. But she wasn't. Maria is the last.

Maria didn't hesitate when Janson told her it was ready for HER needle, after everything she's agreed to, she regrets this the most. Maria laid down on the bed, closing her eyes tightly while they injected the needle, it stung. But she snapped out of it and was soon unconcious.