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Chapter 22

           Straining,heforcedhimselftogettohisfeet."GottagetAlbyoffthewall."SeeingthelookofconfusiononMinho’sface,hequicklyexplainedwhathe’ddonewiththeropesofivy.

           Minholookeddown,hiseyesdejected."Nowayhe’sstillalive."

           Thomasrefusedtobelieveit."Howdoyouknow?Comeon."Hestartedlimpingbackalongthecorridor.

           "Becausenoone’severmadeit..."

           Hetrailedoff,andThomasknewwhathewasthinking."That’sbecausethey’vealwaysbeenkilledbytheGrieversbythetimeyoufoundthem.Albywasonlystuckwithoneofthoseneedles,right?"

           MinhostoodupandjoinedThomasinhisslowwalkbacktowardtheGlade."Idon’tknow,Iguessthishasneverhappenedbefore.Afewguyshavebeenstungbytheneedlesduringtheday.AndthosearetheoneswhogottheSerumandwentthroughtheChanging.ThepoorshankswhogotstuckoutintheMazeallnightweren’tfounduntillaterdayslater,sometimes,ifatall.Andallofthemwerekilledinwaysyoudon’twannahearabout."

           Thomasshudderedatthethought."Afterwhatwejustwentthrough,IthinkIcanimagine."

           Minholookedup,surprisetransforminghisface."Ithinkyoujustfigureditout.We’vebeenwrongwell,hopefullywe’vebeenwrong.Becausenoonewho’dbeenstunganddidn’tmakeitbackbysunsethaseversurvived,wejustassumedthatwasthepointofnoreturnwhenit’stoolatetogettheSerum."Heseemedexcitedbyhislineofthinking.

           Theyturnedyetanothercorner,Minhosuddenlytakingthelead.

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