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Chapter 29

           NeverbeforehadthesheersizeoftheMazetrulyhithim.Milesandmilesandmiles.Withitswallsthatmoved,everynight,hefinallyunderstoodwhytheMazewassohardtosolve.He’ddoubtedituntilnow,wonderedhowtheRunnerscouldbesoinept.

           Onheran,leftandright,straight,onandon.Bythetimehe’dcrossedthethresholdintotheGlade,theDoorswereonlyminutesawayfromclosingforthenight.Exhausted,heheadedstraightfortheDeadheads,wentdeepintotheforestuntilhereachedthespotwherethetreescrowdedagainstthesouthwestcorner.Morethananything,hewantedtobealone.

           WhenhecouldhearonlythesoundsofdistantGladerconversations,aswellasfaintechoesofbleatingsheepandsnortingpigs,hiswishwasgranted;hefoundthejunctionofthetwogiantwallsandcollapsedintothecornertorest.Noonecame,noonebotheredhim.Thesouthwalleventuallymoved,closingforthenight;heleanedforwarduntilitstopped.Minuteslater,hisbackonceagaincomfortablypressedagainstthicklayersofivy,hefellasleep.

           Thenextmorning,someonegentlyshookhimawake.

           "Thomas,wakeup."ItwasChuckthekidseemedtobeabletofindhimanywhere.

           Groaning,Thomasleanedforward,stretchedouthisbackandarms.AcoupleofblanketshadbeenplacedoverhimduringthenightsomeoneplayingtheGladeMother.

           "Whattimeisit?"heasked.

           "You’realmosttoolateforbreakfast."Chucktuggedonhisarm."Comeon,getup.Youneedtostartactingnormalorthings’lljustgetworse."

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