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Chapter 16

           "Icanheareverybloodywordyouguysaresaying,"Newtcalledinaloudvoice."Nowonderpeoplehatesleepin’nexttoyoushanks."

           Thomasfeltlikehe’dbeencaughtstealing,buthewasgenuinelyconcernedNewtwasoneofthefewpeopleintheGladeheactuallyliked.

           "Whatiswrongwithyou?"Chuckasked."Nooffense,butyoulooklikeklunk."

           "Everylovin’thingintheuniverse,"hereplied,thenfellsilentashestaredoffintospaceforalongmoment.Thomasalmostpushedhimwithanotherquestion,butNewtfinallycontinued."ThegirlfromtheBox.Keepsgroanin’andsayingallkindsofweirdstuff,butwon’twakeup.Medjacks’redoingtheirbesttofeedher,butshe’seatin’lesseachtime.I’mtellin’ya,something’sverybadaboutthatwholebloodything."

           Thomaslookeddownathisapple,thentookabite.Ittastedsournowherealizedhewasworriedaboutthegirl.Concernedforherwelfare.Asifheknewher.

           Newtletoutalongsigh."Shuckit.Butthat’snotwhatreallyhasmebuggin’."

           "Thenwhatdoes?"Chuckasked.

           Thomasleanedforward,socurioushewasabletoputthegirloutofhismind.

           Newt’seyesnarrowedashelookedouttowardoneoftheentrancestotheMaze."AlbyandMinho,"hemuttered."Theyshould’vecomebackhoursago."

           BeforeThomasknewithewasbackatwork,pullingupweedsagain,countingdowntheminutesuntilhe’dbedonewiththeGardens.

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