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Chapter 59

           "Onedayyou’llallbegratefulforwhatwe’vedoneforyou.Icanonlypromisethis,andtrustyourmindstoacceptit.Ifyoudon’t,thenthewholethingwasamistake.Darktimes,Mr.Newton.Darktimes."

           Shepaused."Thereis,ofcourse,onefinalVariable."Shesteppedback.

           ThomasfocusedonGally.Theboy’swholebodytrembled,hisfacepastywhite,makinghiswet,redeyesstandoutlikebloodysplotchesonpaper.Hislipspressedtogether;theskinaroundthemtwitched,asifheweretryingtospeakbutcouldn’t.

           "Gally?"Thomasasked,tryingtosuppressthecompletehatredhehadforhim.

           WordsburstfromGally’smouth."They...cancontrolme...Idon’t"Hiseyesbulged,ahandwenttohisthroatasifhewerechoking."I...have...to..."Eachwordwasacroakingcough.Thenhestilled,hisfacecalming,hisbodyrelaxing.

           ItwasjustlikeAlbyinbed,backintheGlade,afterhewentthroughtheChanging.Thesametypeofthinghadhappenedtohim.Whatdidit

           ButThomasdidn’thavetimetofinishhisthought.Gallyreachedbehindhimself,pulledsomethinglongandshinyfromhisbackpocket.Thelightsofthechamberflashedoffthesilverysurfaceawicked-lookingdagger,grippedtightlyinhisfingers.Withunexpectedspeed,herearedbackandthrewtheknifeatThomas.Ashedidso,Thomasheardashouttohisright,sensedmovement.Towardhim.

           Thebladewindmilled,itseveryturnvisibletoThomas,asiftheworldhadturnedtoslowmotion.

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