Chapter 59 Chapter 59: The Last Puzzle Piece

Thomas' heart beat faster, felt it thumping and was about to pop out of his chest, and he knew this man wasn't testing him.They've done so much, traveled so far, analyzed responses and brain patterns.Now they've got the best people to go...into crafting the cure. So suddenly, the righteous army couldn't arrive quickly. "My brain?" he forced himself to repeat. "Yes," replied Dr. Christensen, "the eventual candidate fills in the flaws and can make the data of the blueprint complete, but we will only know this after we have completed the manipulating mode for variables. Vivisection can provide us with Final data, your systems are functioning normally while we do this. You will feel no pain...we will heavily sedate you until..."

He didn't have to go on, he fell silent as he spoke, and the three scientists at WICKED waited for Thomas' response, but he couldn't say a word.As long as he can remember, he remembers that he has faced death countless times, each time he desperately hoped to survive, and tried his best to persist until the last moment.But this time it was different, he didn't have to go through any final tests before waiting for reinforcements.This time he might never come back, and if they don't come he's finished. Inadvertently, a terrible thought popped up: Does Teresa know about this?

It saddened him, and surprised him, to think of it. "Thomas?" Jenson asked, interrupting his thoughts, "I know this hits you hard. I need you to understand that this is not an experiment. It's not a variable, and I'm not lying to you. By analyzing The organization of your brain, and with the patterns we've collected, analyzing how its physical structure blocks the power of the Flare virus, we think we can complete the blueprint for a cure. We designed the test in such a way that we don't have to open everyone's The brain. Our purpose is to save lives, not waste them."

"We've done pattern collection and analysis for many years, and by far you're the one who responds the most to the variables," Dr. Wright continued. We have to select the best candidates for this final process." Dr. Christensen continued to describe the whole process, and Thomas listened numbly without saying a word. "You have to be alive, not awake. We sedate you to numb the incision area, but since you don't have many nerves in the brain, the whole process is painless. Unfortunately, you will not recover from our neurological exploration ...the process is fatal, but the outcome will be precious."

"What if it doesn't work?" Thomas asked.All he could think about was Newt's final moments, what if Thomas could actually save countless people from facing a terrible death? A look of anxiety flashed in the psychiatrist's eyes. "Then we will continue... to conduct research, but we are confident enough..." Thomas could not help interrupting her. "But you don't have confidence, do you? You pay people to steal more immune...subjects," he said, emphasizing the last words, "so you can start from scratch." At first no one answered him, then Jenson spoke: "We will desperately find a cure and minimize the loss as much as possible. There is no need to say anything more about this matter."

"Why are we still talking?" Thomas asked. "Why don't you just grab me and tie me up and cut my brain open?" Dr. Christensen replied: "Because you are our final candidate, you are partly connected to our creators and current employees. We try to show you the respect you deserve, and we want you to make your own choices. .” "Thomas, do you need a moment?" Dr. Wright asked. "I know it's hard, and I assure you that we're not taking this lightly. We're asking for a big sacrifice, and you're willing to do it for science." Donate your brain to a cause? Will you allow us to put the last piece of the puzzle together? And then go further to find a cure for humanity?"

Thomas didn't know what to say, he couldn't believe things were going to take such a turn for the worse.Is it true that after all these things they say it's only the last casualty? The righteous army is on the way, and Newt's appearance is engraved in his mind. "I want to be alone," he finally said, "please." For the first time, he really felt like giving up and letting them do it, even if the odds of it working were slim. "You're going to do the right thing," Dr. Christensen said, "and don't worry, you'll basically feel no pain."

"Understandable," Jenson said, standing up, "We will accompany you to the medical equipment room and leave you alone in the room for a while, although we need to start as soon as possible." Thomas leaned forward, put his head in his hands, and looked at the floor, the plans he and the Righteous Army had made suddenly looking utterly stupid.Even if he could escape from these people, even if he wanted to do so now, how could he live to wait for his friends? "Thomas?" Dr. Wright asked, putting his hand behind his back. "Are you all right? Do you have any other questions?"

Thomas sat up and shook off her hand. "Just...let me go where you said." The air in Jansen's office suddenly seemed to be stagnant, and Thomas felt a tightness in his chest.He got up and walked to the door, opened it and walked into the corridor, he couldn't take it anymore.