[ mewtwo's actually very lucky in that the specific words he choice to send out are familiar enough to him that it doesn't bring on images of grievers, lab workers or cranks. what it sounds like is one of the gladers, or the immune. it sounds like something he's screamed at WICKED soldiers and doctors before, so that's what he sees - another glader. someone lost in the lab halls, dressed in the same blank white clothes they issue them, just trying to find somewhere safe.

thomas blinks rapidly, mind reeling as it tries to make sense of what's being precieved, through the mess of drugs distorting all of it. Rat Man had just been here, he'd thought. cranks too. cranks? they shouldn't be in the wicked compound, but-- whatever. doesn't matter. thomas drops whatever weapon he'd been wielding to his side, jerking his head around to examine the halls around him, and then take a step towards the other glader (who isn't a glader). ]

Come on, I know the halls. If we can get to the hanger bay, we can get out, but we gotta go. Now.

[ it's the escape, with brenda, newt and minho all over again, and his mind wants to replay the events. get to the berg, get the hell out of here. ] Don't stop to fight - just run.