Chapter 35

           "Thatsettlesit,"Minhosaid.

           ThomasstoodnexttohimontheedgeoftheCliff,staringatthegraynothingnessbeyond.Therewasnosignofanything,totheleft,right,down,up,orahead,forasfarashecouldsee.Nothingbutawallofblankness.

           "Settleswhat?"Thomasasked.

           "We’veseenitthreetimesnow.Something’sup."

           "Yeah."Thomasknewwhathemeant,butwaitedforMinho’sexplanationanyway.

           "ThatdeadGrieverIfounditranthisway,andweneversawitcomebackorgodeeperintotheMaze.Thenthosesuckerswetrickedintojumpingpastus."

           "Tricked?"Thomassaid."Maybenotsuchatrick."

           Minholookedoverathim,contemplative."Hmm.Anyway,thenthis."Hepointedoutattheabyss."NotmuchdoubtanymoresomehowtheGrieverscanleavetheMazethisway.Lookslikemagic,butsodoesthesundisappearing."

           "Iftheycanleavethisway,"Thomasadded,continuingMinho’slineofreasoning,"socouldwe."Athrillofexcitementshotthroughhim.

           Minholaughed."There’syourdeathwishagain.WannahangoutwiththeGrievers,haveasandwich,maybe?"

           Thomasfelthishopesdrop."Gotanybetterideas?"

           "Onethingatatime,Greenie.Let’sgetsomerocksandtestthisplaceout.Therehastobesomekindofhiddenexit."

           ThomashelpedMinhoastheyscrabbledaroundthecornersandcranniesoftheMaze,pickingupasmanyloosestonesaspossible.Theygotmorebythumbingcracksinthewall,spillingbrokenchunksontotheground.

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