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Chapter 7

           Thisthoughtgavehimachill,madehimwonderifaGrievermightcomechargingtowardthematanyminute.Hetookastepbackwardbeforerealizingwhathewasdoing.Calmdown,hechidedhimself,embarrassed.

           Albycontinued."Twoyears,I’vebeenhere.Ain’tnonebeenherelonger.Thefewbeforemearealreadydead."Thomasfelthiseyeswiden,hisheartquicken."Twoyearswe’vetriedtosolvethisthing,noluck.Shuckin’wallsmoveoutthereatnightjustasmuchastheseheredoors.Mappin’itoutain’teasy,ain’teasynohow."Henoddedtowardtheconcrete-blockedbuildingintowhichtheRunnershaddisappearedthenightbefore.

           AnotherstabofpainslicedthroughThomas’sheadthereweretoomanythingstocomputeatonce.They’dbeenheretwoyears?ThewallsmovedoutintheMaze?Howmanyhaddied?Hesteppedforward,wantingtoseetheMazeforhimself,asiftheanswerswereprintedonthewallsoutthere.

           AlbyheldoutahandandpushedThomasinthechest,senthimstumblingbackward."Ain’tnogoin’outthere,shank."

           Thomashadtosuppresshispride."Whynot?"

           "YouthinkIsentNewttoyabeforethewake-upjustforkicks?Freak,that’stheNumberOneRule,theonlyoneyou’llneverbeforgivenforbreaking.Ain’tnobodynobodyallowedintheMazeexcepttheRunners.Breakthatrule,andifyouain’tkilledbytheGrievers,we’llkillyouourselves,yougetme?"

           Thomasnodded,grumblinginside,surethatAlbywasexaggerating.Hopingthathewas.

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