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Chapter 39

           "What’reyoudoing!"

           Theboyspatontheground,pantinglikeawindeddog."Youshutyourshuck-face,Thomas.Youshutup!Iknowwhoyouare,butIdon’tcareanymore.Icanonlydowhat’sright."

           Thomasfeltasifhisfeetwererootedtotheground.HewascompletelybaffledbywhatGallywassaying.Hewatchedtheboyreachbackandriploosethefinalwoodenboard.Theinstantthediscardedslabhittheflooroftheroom,theglassofthewindowexplodedinwardlikeaswarmofcrystalwasps.Thomascoveredhisfaceandfelltothefloor,kickinghislegsouttoscoothisbodyasfarawayaspossible.Whenhebumpedintothebed,hegatheredhimselfandlookedup,readytofacehisworldcomingtoanend.

           AGriever’spulsating,bulbousbodyhadsquirmedhalfwaythroughthedestroyedwindow,metallicarmswithpincerssnappingandclawinginalldirections.Thomaswassoterrified,hebarelyregisteredthateveryoneelseintheroomhadfledtothehallwayallexceptNewt,wholayunconsciousonthebed.

           Frozen,ThomaswatchedasoneoftheGriever’slongarmsreachedforthelifelessbody.Thatwasallittooktobreakhimfromhisfear.Hescrambledtohisfeet,searchedtheflooraroundhimforaweapon.Allhesawwereknivestheycouldn’thelphimnow.Panicexplodedwithinhim,consumedhim.

           ThenGallywasspeakingagain;theGrieverpulledbackitsarm,asifitneededthethingtobeabletoobserveandlisten.Butitsbodykeptchurning,tryingtosqueezeitswayinside.

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