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Chapter 6

           Oncetheyleftthelawnareaandsteppedontothehardgraystoneofthecourtyardfloor,Newtbrokeintoarun,headingforthewesternwall.Thomashesitatedatfirst,wonderingwhyheneededtorun,butsnappedoutofitquicklyandfollowedatthesamepace.

           Thelightwasdim,butanyobstructionsloomedasdarkershadowsandhewasabletomakehiswayquicklyalong.HestoppedwhenNewtdid,rightnexttothemassivewalltoweringabovethemlikeaskyscraperanotherrandomimagethatfloatedinthemurkypoolofhismemorywipe.Thomasnoticedsmallredlightsflashinghereandtherealongthewall’sface,movingabout,stopping,turningoffandon.

           "Whatarethose?"hewhisperedasloudlyashedared,wonderingifhisvoicesoundedasshakyashefelt.Thetwinklingredglowofthelightsheldanundercurrentofwarning.

           Newtstoodjustacoupleoffeetinfrontofthethickcurtainofivyonthewall."Whenyoubloodyneedtoknow,you’llknow,Greenie."

           "Well,it’skindofstupidtosendmetoaplacewherenothingmakessenseandnotanswermyquestions."Thomaspaused,surprisedathimself."Shank,"headded,throwingallthesarcasmhecouldintothesyllable.

           Newtbrokeoutinalaugh,butquicklycutitoff."Ilikeyou,Greenie.Nowshutitandletmeshowyasomethin’."

           Newtsteppedforwardanddughishandsintothethickivy,spreadingseveralvinesawayfromthewalltorevealadust-frostedwindow,asquareabouttwofeetwide.Itwasdarkatthemoment,asifithadbeenpaintedblack.

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