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Chapter 4

           "You’rehidingsomething,"hefinallyreplied,finishingoffhislastbiteandtakingalongswigofwater.Thefrustrationatgettingnoanswersfromanyonewasstartingtogrindhisnerves.Itonlymadeitworsetothinkthatevenifhedidgetanswers,hewouldn’tknowifhe’dbegettingthetruth."Whyareyouguyssosecretive?"

           "That’sjustthewayitis.Thingsarereallyweirdaroundhere,andmostofusdon’tknoweverything.Halfofeverything."

           ItbotheredThomasthatChuckdidn’tseemtocareaboutwhathe’djustsaid.Thatheseemedindifferenttohavinghislifetakenawayfromhim.Whatwaswrongwiththesepeople?Thomasgottohisfeetandstartedwalkingtowardtheeasternopening."Well,noonesaidIcouldn’tlookaround."Heneededtolearnsomethingorhewasgoingtolosehismind.

           "Whoa,wait!"Chuckcried,runningtocatchup."Becareful,thosepuppiesareabouttoclose."Healreadysoundedoutofbreath.

           "Close?"Thomasrepeated."Whatareyoutalkingabout?"

           "TheDoors,youshank."

           "Doors?Idon’tseeanydoors."ThomasknewChuckwasn’tjustmakingstuffupheknewhewasmissingsomethingobvious.Hegrewuneasyandrealizedhe’dslowedhispace,notsoeagertoreachthewallsanymore.

           "Whatdoyoucallthosebigopenings?"Chuckpointedupattheenormouslytallgapsinthewalls.Theywereonlythirtyfeetawaynow.

           "I’dcallthembigopenings,"Thomassaid,tryingtocounterhisdiscomfortwithsarcasmanddisappointedthatitwasn’tworking.

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