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Chapter 8

           "Ithinkshe’sdead."

           AcoupleofboysgrabbedsomeropesmadefromivyvinesandloweredAlbyandNewtintotheBoxsotheycouldretrievethegirl’sbody.AmoodofreservedshockhadcomeovermostoftheGladers,whoweremillingaboutwithsolemnfaces,kickinglooserocksandnotsayingmuchatall.Noonedaredadmittheycouldn’twaittoseethegirl,butThomasassumedtheywerealljustascuriousashewas.

           Gallywasoneoftheboysholdingontotheropes,readytohoisther,Alby,andNewtoutoftheBox.Thomaswatchedhimclosely.Hiseyeswerelacedwithsomethingdarkalmostasickfascination.AgleamthatmadeThomassuddenlymorescaredofhimthanhe’dbeenminutesearlier.

           FromdeepintheshaftcameAlby’svoiceshoutingthattheywereready,andGallyandacoupleofothersstartedpullingupontherope.Afewgruntslaterandthegirl’slifelessbodywasdraggedout,acrosstheedgeofthedoorandontooneofthestoneblocksmakingupthegroundoftheGlade.Everyoneimmediatelyranforward,formingapackedcrowdaroundher,apalpableexcitementhoveringintheair.ButThomasstayedback.Theeeriesilencegavehimthecreeps,asifthey’djustopeneduparecentlylaidtomb.

           Despitehisowncuriosity,Thomasdidn’tbothertryingtoforcehiswaythroughtogetalookthebodiesweretootightlysqueezedtogether.Buthehadcaughtaglimpseofherbeforebeingblockedoff.Shewasthin,butnottoosmall.Maybefiveandahalffeettall,fromwhathecouldtell.

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