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Chapter 46

           "Gethislegs!"heyelled.

           Thomasfelttheworldswimmingaroundhim,feltdelirious,nauseated.Someone,hecouldn’ttellwho,obeyedNewt’sorder;hewasbeingcarriedacrossthecourtyard,throughthefrontdooroftheHomestead,downtheshatteredhall,intoaroom,placedonacouch.Theworldcontinuedtotwistandpitch.

           "Whatwereyoudoing!"Newtyelledinhisface."Howcouldyoubesobloodystupid!"

           Thomashadtospeakbeforehefadedintoblackness."No...Newt...youdon’tunderstand...."

           "Shutup!"Newtshouted."Don’twasteyourenergy!"

           Thomasfeltsomeoneexamininghisarmsandlegs,rippinghisclothesawayfromhisbody,checkingfordamage.HeheardChuck’svoice,couldn’thelpfeelingreliefthathisfriendwasokay.AMed-jacksaidsomethingabouthimbeingstungdozensoftimes.

           Teresawasbyhisfeet,squeezinghisrightanklewithherhand.Why,Tom?Whywouldyoudothat?

           Because...Hedidn’thavethestrengthtoconcentrate.

           NewtyelledfortheGriefSerum;aminutelaterThomasfeltapinprickonhisarm.Warmthspreadfromthatpointthroughouthisbody,calminghim,lesseningthepain.Buttheworldstillseemedtobecollapsinginonitself,andheknewitwouldallbegonefromhiminjustafewseconds.

           Theroomspun,colorsmorphingintoeachother,churningfasterandfaster.Ittookallofhiseffort,buthesaidonelastthingbeforethedarknesstookhimforgood.

           "Don’tworry,"hewhispered,hopingtheycouldhearhim."Ididitonpurpose...."

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