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Chapter 7

           Eitherway,ifhe’dhadanydoubtaboutwhathe’dtoldChuckthenightbefore,ithadnowcompletelyvanished.HewantedtobeaRunner.HewouldbeaRunner.Deepinsideheknewhehadtogooutthere,intotheMaze.Despiteeverythinghe’dlearnedandwitnessedfirsthand,itcalledtohimasmuchashungerorthirst.

           AmovementupontheleftwalloftheSouthDoorcaughthisattention.Startled,hereactedquickly,lookingjustintimetoseeaflashofsilver.Apatchofivyshookasthethingdisappearedintoit.

           Thomaspointedupatthewall."Whatwasthat?"heaskedbeforehecouldbeshutdownagain.

           Albydidn’tbotherlooking."Noquestionstilltheend,shank.HowmanytimesIgottatellya?"Hepaused,thenletoutasigh."Beetlebladesit’showtheCreatorswatchus.Youbetternot"

           Hewascutoffbyabooming,ringingalarmthatsoundedfromalldirections.Thomasclampedhishandstohisears,lookingaroundasthesirenblared,hisheartabouttothumpitswayoutofhischest.ButwhenhefocusedbackonAlby,hestopped.

           Albywasn’tactingscaredheappeared...confused.Surprised.Thealarmclangedthroughtheair.

           "What’sgoingon?"Thomasasked.Relieffloodedhischestthathistourguidedidn’tseemtothinktheworldwasabouttoendbutevenso,Thomaswasgettingtiredofbeinghitbywavesofpanic.

           "That’sweird"wasallAlbysaidashescannedtheGlade,squinting.ThomasnoticedpeopleintheBloodHousepensglancingaround,apparentlyjustasconfused

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