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Chapter 6

           Somehowheknewhehadtodoit.Itwassuchanoddthingtofeel,especiallyafterwhathe’djustseen.

           Newtlookedatthewindowabsently."NowyouknowwhatbloodylurksintheMaze,myfriend.Nowyouknowthisisn’tjoketime.You’vebeensenttotheGlade,Greenie,andwe’llbeexpectin’yatosurviveandhelpusdowhatwe’vebeensentheretodo."

           "Andwhat’sthat?"Thomasasked,eventhoughhewasterrifiedtoheartheanswer.

           Newtturnedtolookhimdeadintheeye.Thefirsttracesofdawnhadcreptuponthem,andThomascouldseeeverydetailofNewt’sface,hisskintight,hisbrowcreased.

           "Findourwayout,Greenie,"Newtsaid."Solvethebuggin’Mazeandfindourwayhome."

           Acoupleofhourslater,thedoorshavingreopened,rumblingandgrumblingandshakingthegrounduntiltheywerefinished,Thomassatataworn,tiltedpicnictableoutsidetheHomestead.AllhecouldthinkaboutwastheGrievers,whattheirpurposecouldbe,whattheydidoutthereduringthenight.Whatitwouldbeliketobeattackedbysomethingsoterrible.

           Hetriedtogettheimageoutofhishead,moveontosomethingelse.TheRunners.They’djustleftwithoutsayingawordtoanybody,boltingintotheMazeatfullspeedanddisappearingaroundcorners.Hepicturedtheminhismindashepickedathiseggsandbaconwithafork,speakingtonoone,notevenChuck,whoatesilentlynexttohim.ThepoorguyhadexhaustedhimselftryingtostartaconversationwithThomas,who’drefusedtorespond.Allhewantedwastobeleftalone.

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