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Chapter 29

           TheeventsofthepreviousdaycamecrashingintoThomas’smind,andhisstomachseemedtotwistinsideout.Whataretheygoingtodotome?hethought.Thosethingsshesaid.Somethingaboutmeandherdoingthistothem.Tous.Whatdidthatmean?

           Thenithithimthatmaybehewascrazy.MaybethestressoftheMazehaddrivenhiminsane.Eitherway,onlyhehadheardthevoiceinsidehishead.NooneelseknewtheweirdthingsTeresahadsaid,oraccusedhimof.Theydidn’tevenknowthatshehadtoldhimhername.Well,nooneexceptNewt.

           Andhewouldkeepitthatway.Thingswerebadenoughnowayhe’dmakeitworsebytellingpeopleaboutvoicesinhishead.TheonlyproblemwasNewt.Thomaswouldhavetoconvincehimsomehowthatstresshadfinallyoverwhelmedhimandagoodnight’sresthadsolvedeverything.I’mnotcrazy,Thomastoldhimself.Surelyhewasn’t.

           Chuckwaslookingathimwitheyebrowsraised.

           "Sorry,"Thomassaidashestoodup,actingasnormalashecould."Justthinking.Let’seat,I’mstarving."

           "Goodthat,"Chucksaid,slappingThomasontheback.

           TheyheadedfortheHomestead,Chuckyappingthewholetime.Thomaswasn’tcomplainingitwastheclosestthingtonormalinhislife.

           "Newtfoundyoulastnightandtoldeveryonetoletyousleep.AndhetolduswhattheCouncildecidedaboutyouonedayinthecell,thenyou’llentertheRunnertrainingprogram.Someshanksgrumbled,somecheered,mostactedliketheycouldn’tcareless.Asforme,Ithinkit’sprettyawesome."

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