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Thomas
shook
his
head
and
looked
back
into
the
Maze
.
He
barely
knew
Alby
and
Minho
.
But
his
chest
ached
at
the
thought
of
them
out
there
,
killed
by
the
horrendous
creature
he
'd
seen
through
the
window
his
first
morning
in
the
Glade
.
A
loud
boom
sounded
from
all
directions
,
startling
Thomas
out
of
his
thoughts
.
Then
came
the
crunching
,
grinding
sound
of
stone
against
stone
.
The
Doors
were
closing
for
the
night
.
The
right
wall
rumbled
across
the
ground
,
spitting
dirt
and
rocks
as
it
moved
.
The
vertical
row
of
connecting
rods
,
so
many
they
seemed
to
reach
the
sky
far
above
,
slid
toward
their
corresponding
holes
on
the
left
wall
,
ready
to
seal
shut
until
the
morning
.
Once
again
,
Thomas
looked
in
awe
at
the
massive
moving
wall
--
it
defied
any
sense
of
physics
.
It
seemed
impossible
.
Then
a
flicker
of
movement
to
the
left
caught
his
eyes
.
Something
stirred
inside
the
Maze
,
down
the
long
corridor
in
front
of
him
.
At
first
,
a
shot
of
panic
raced
through
him
;
he
stepped
back
,
worried
it
might
be
a
Griever
.
But
then
two
forms
took
shape
,
stumbling
along
the
alley
toward
the
Door
.
His
eyes
finally
focused
through
the
initial
blindness
of
fear
,
and
he
realized
it
was
Minho
,
with
one
of
Alby
's
arms
draped
across
his
shoulders
,
practically
dragging
the
boy
along
behind
him
.
Minho
looked
up
,
saw
Thomas
,
who
knew
his
eyes
must
be
bulging
out
of
his
head
.
"
They
got
him
!
"
Minho
shouted
,
his
voice
strangled
and
weak
with
exhaustion
.
Every
step
he
took
seemed
like
it
could
be
his
last
.
Thomas
was
so
stunned
by
the
turn
of
events
,
it
took
a
moment
for
him
to
act
.
"
Newt
!
"
he
finally
screamed
,
forcing
his
gaze
away
from
Minho
and
Alby
to
face
the
other
direction
.
"
They
're
coming
!
I
can
see
'em
!
"
He
knew
he
should
run
into
the
Maze
and
help
,
but
the
rule
about
not
leaving
the
Glade
was
seared
into
his
mind
.
Newt
had
already
made
it
back
to
the
Homestead
,
but
at
Thomas
's
cry
he
immediately
spun
around
and
broke
into
a
stuttering
run
toward
the
Door
.
Thomas
turned
to
look
back
into
the
Maze
and
dread
washed
through
him
.
Alby
had
slipped
out
of
Minho
's
clutches
and
fallen
to
the
ground
.
Thomas
watched
as
Minho
tried
desperately
to
get
him
back
on
his
feet
,
then
,
finally
giving
up
,
started
to
drag
the
boy
across
the
stone
floor
by
the
arms
.
