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Chapter 5

           Herememberedlotsoflittlethingsaboutlifeeating,clothes,studying,playing,generalimagesofthemakeupoftheworld.Butanydetailthatwouldfillinthepicturetocreateatrueandcompletememoryhadbeenerasedsomehow.Itwaslikelookingatanimagethroughafootofmuddywater.Morethananythingelse,perhaps,hefelt...sad.

           Chuckinterruptedhisthoughts."Well,Greenie,yousurvivedFirstDay."

           "Barely."Notnow,Chuck,hewantedtosay.I’mnotinthemood.

           Chuckpulledhimselfuptoleanonanelbow,lookingatThomas."You’lllearnalotinthenextcoupleofdays,startgettingusedtothings.Goodthat?"

           "Um,yeah,goodthat,Iguess.Where’dalltheseweirdwordsandphrasescomefrom,anyway?"Itseemedlikethey’dtakensomeotherlanguageandmeldeditwithhisown.

           Chuckfloppedbackdownwithaheavyflump."Idon’tknowI’veonlybeenhereamonth,remember?"

           ThomaswonderedaboutChuck,whetherheknewmorethanheleton.Hewasaquirkykid,funny,andheseemedinnocent,butwhowastosay?ReallyhewasjustasmysteriousaseverythingelseintheGlade.

           Afewminutespassed,andThomasfeltthelongdayfinallycatchuptohim,theleadededgeofsleepcrossingoverhismind.Butlikeafisthadshoveditinhisbrainandletgoathoughtpoppedintohishead.Onethathedidn’texpect,andhewasn’tsurefromwhereitcame.

           Suddenly,theGlade,thewalls,theMazeitallseemed...familiar.Comfortable.

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