London? [ what the hell is that--sounds like a city. probably one that's been destroyed by the flare, at least for him.

he shrugs. ] I don't know where I'm from. This place--it's a trial. WICKED's testing us for something. Not that I have any shucking clue what, but it's something. I guess they want to see our brain activity or something--I don't know why it's some dumb hotel instead of the Scorch, but, I don't understand half the klunk they do now, anyway.

[ thomas stop that you're wrong. ]