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Chapter 45

           "I’llgetdownonmykneesandkissyourbloodyfeetifyoucanfigureitout,"Newtsaid.

           ThomaswalkedovertoTeresa,eagertoseewhatthey’dcomeupwith.Sheheldoutthepaper,eyebrowsraised.

           "Nodoubtthisisright,"shesaid."Justdon’thaveacluewhatitmeans."

           Thomastookthepaperandscanneditquickly.Therewerenumberedcirclesrunningdowntheleftside,onetosix.Nexttoeachonewasawordwritteninbigblockyletters.

           FLOAT

           CATCH

           BLEED

           DEATH

           STIFF

           PUSH

           Thatwasit.Sixwords.

           DisappointmentwashedoverThomashe’dbeensurethepurposeofthecodewouldbeobviousoncetheyhaditfiguredout.HelookedupatTeresawithasunkenheart."That’sall?Areyousurethey’reintherightorder?"

           Shetookthepaperbackfromhim."TheMazehasbeenrepeatingthosewordsformonthswefinallyquitwhenthatbecameclear.Eachtime,afterthewordPUSH,itgoesafullweekwithoutshowinganyletteratall,andthenitstartsoveragainwithFLOAT.Sowefiguredthat’sthefirstword,andthat’stheorder."

           ThomasfoldedhisarmsandleanedagainsttheshelvesnexttoTeresa.Withoutthinkingaboutit,he’dmemorizedthesixwords,weldedthemtohismind.Float.Catch.Bleed.Death.Stiff.Push.Thatdidn’tsoundgood.

           "Cheerful,don’tyathink?"Newtsaid,mirroringhisthoughtsexactly.

           "Yeah,"Thomasrepliedwithafrustratedgroan."WeneedtogetMinhodownheremaybeheknowssomethingwedon’t

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