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Chapter 2

           Alineofsmall-leafedweedsranalongtheedgeofoneofthestoneblocks,tinyyellowflowerspeepingthroughasifsearchingforthesun,longdisappearedbehindtheenormouswallsoftheGlade.

           "Chuck’llbeagoodfitforya,"Newtsaid."Weelittlefatshank,butnicesapwhenall’ssaidanddone.Stayhere,I’llbeback."

           Newthadbarelyfinishedhissentencewhenasudden,piercingscreamrippedthroughtheair.Highandshrill,thebarelyhumanshriekechoedacrossthestonecourtyard;everykidinsightturnedtolooktowardthesource.Thomasfelthisbloodturntoicyslushasherealizedthatthehorriblesoundcamefromthewoodenbuilding.

           EvenNewthadjumpedasifstartled,hisforeheadcreasinginconcern.

           "Shuckit,"hesaid."Can’tthebloodyMed-jackshandlethatboyfortenminuteswithoutneedin’myhelp?"HeshookhisheadandlightlykickedThomasonthefoot."FindChuckie,tellhimhe’sinchargeofyoursleepin’arrangements."Andthenheturnedandheadedinthedirectionofthebuilding,running.

           Thomassliddowntheroughfaceofthetreeuntilhesatonthegroundagain;heshrankbackagainstthebarkandclosedhiseyes,wishinghecouldwakeupfromthisterrible,terribledream.

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