Chapter 6

           SomeoneshookThomasawake.Hiseyessnappedopentoseeatoo-closefacestaringdownathim,everythingaroundthemstillshadowedbythedarknessofearlymorning.Heopenedhismouthtospeakbutacoldhandclampeddownonit,grippingitshut.Panicflareduntilhesawwhoitwas.

           "Shh,Greenie.Don’twannabewakin’Chuckie,now,dowe?"

           ItwasNewttheguywhoseemedtobesecondincommand;theairreekedofhismorningbreath.

           ThoughThomaswassurprised,anyalarmmeltedawayimmediately.Hecouldn’thelpbeingcurious,wonderingwhatthisboywantedwithhim.Thomasnodded,doinghisbesttosayyeswithhiseyes,untilNewtfinallytookhishandaway,thenleanedbackonhisheels.

           "Comeon,Greenie,"thetallboywhisperedashestood.HereacheddownandhelpedThomastohisfeethewassostrongitfeltlikehecouldripThomas’sarmoff."Supposedtoshowyasomethin’beforethewake-up."

           AnylingeringhazeofsleephadalreadyvanishedfromThomas’smind."Okay,"hesaidsimply,readytofollow.Heknewheshouldholdsomesuspicion,havingnoreasontotrustanyoneyet,butthecuriositywonout.Hequicklyleanedoverandslippedonhisshoes."Wherearewegoing?"

           "Justfollowme.Andstayclose."

           Theysnucktheirwaythroughthetightlystrewnpackofsleepingbodies,Thomasalmosttrippingseveraltimes.Hesteppedonsomeone’shand,earningasharpcryofpaininreturn,thenapunchonthecalf.

           "Sorry,"hewhispered,ignoringadirtylookfromNewt.

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