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Chapter 20

           ButThomasrefusedtolookback,knowingeverysecondcounted.

           HeroundedacorneroftheMaze,thenanother.Poundingthestonewithhisfeet,hefledasfastashepossiblycould.Somewhereinhismindhetrackedhisownmovements,hopinghe’dlivelongenoughtousetheinformationtoreturntotheDooragain.

           Right,thenleft.Downalongcorridor,thenrightagain.Left.Right.Twolefts.Anotherlongcorridor.Thesoundsofpursuitfrombehinddidn’trelentorfade,buthewasn’tlosingground,either.

           Onandonheran,hisheartreadytoblowitswayoutofhischest.Withgreat,suckingheavesofbreath,hetriedtogetoxygeninhislungs,butheknewhecouldn’tlastmuchlonger.Hewonderedifit’djustbeeasiertoturnandfight,getitoverwith.

           Whenheroundedthenextcorner,heskiddedtoahaltatthesightinfrontofhim.Pantinguncontrollably,hestared.

           ThreeGrieverswereupahead,rollingalongastheydugtheirspikesintothestone,comingdirectlytowardhim.

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