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Chapter 35

           LikeIsaid,itsucks."

           Thomashadanitchinthebackofhismind,thesameonehe’dfelttheveryfirsttimeinthisroom.TheMazewalls,moving.Patterns.Allthosestraightlinesweretheysuggestinganentirelydifferentkindofmap?Pointingtosomething?Hehadsuchaheavyfeelingthathewasmissinganobvioushintorclue.

           Minhotappedhimontheshoulder."Youcanalwayscomebackandstudyyourbuttoffafterdinner,afterwetalktoNewtandAlby.Comeon."

           Thomasputthepapersinthetrunkandclosedit,hatingthetwingeofuneasehefelt.Itwaslikeaprickinhisside.Wallsmoving,straightlines,patterns...Therehadtobeananswer."Okay,let’sgo."

           They’djuststeppedoutsidetheMapRoom,theheavydoorclangingshutbehindthem,whenNewtandAlbywalkedup,neitheroneofthemlookingveryhappy.Thomas’sexcitementimmediatelyturnedtoworry.

           "Hey,"Minhosaid."Wewerejust"

           "Getonwithit,"Albyinterrupted."Ain’tgottimetowaste.Findanything?Anything?"

           Minhoactuallyrecoiledattheharshrebuke,buthisfaceseemedmoreconfusedtoThomasthanhurtorangry."Nicetoseeyou,too.Yeah,wedidfindsomething,actually."

           Oddly,Albyalmostlookeddisappointed."Cuzthiswholeshuckplaceisfallin’topieces."HeshotThomasanastyglareasifitwereallhisfault.

           What’swrongwithhim?Thomasthought,feelinghisownangerlightup.They’dbeenworkinghardalldayandthiswastheirthanks?

           "Whatdoyoumean?"Minhoasked.

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