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For
the
first
time
,
Thomas
felt
anger
creeping
in
to
compete
with
his
fear
and
panic
.
"
I
'm
just
trying
to
help
,
man
.
Why
do
n't
you
quit
moping
at
every
word
I
say
and
talk
to
me
?
"
Minho
abruptly
jumped
at
Thomas
and
grabbed
him
by
the
shirt
.
"
You
do
n't
understand
,
shuck-face
!
You
do
n't
know
anything
,
and
you
're
just
making
it
worse
by
trying
to
have
hope
!
We
're
dead
,
you
hear
me
?
Dead
!
"
Thomas
did
n't
know
which
he
felt
more
strongly
at
that
moment
--
anger
at
Minho
or
pity
for
him
.
He
was
giving
up
too
easily
Minho
looked
down
at
his
hands
clasped
to
Thomas
's
shirt
and
shame
washed
across
his
face
.
Slowly
,
he
let
go
and
backed
away
.
Thomas
straightened
his
clothes
defiantly
.
"
Ah
,
man
,
oh
man
,
"
Minho
whispered
,
then
crumpled
to
the
ground
,
burying
his
face
in
clenched
fists
.
"
I
've
never
been
this
scared
before
,
dude
.
Not
like
this
.
"
Thomas
wanted
to
say
something
,
tell
him
to
grow
up
,
tell
him
to
think
,
tell
him
to
explain
everything
he
knew
.
Something
!
He
opened
his
mouth
to
speak
,
but
closed
it
quickly
when
he
heard
the
noise
.
Minho
's
head
popped
up
;
he
looked
down
one
of
the
darkened
stone
corridors
.
Thomas
felt
his
own
breath
quicken
.
It
came
from
deep
within
the
Maze
,
a
low
,
haunting
sound
.
A
constant
whirring
that
had
a
metallic
ring
every
few
seconds
,
like
sharp
knives
rubbing
against
each
other
.
It
grew
louder
by
the
second
,
and
then
a
series
of
eerie
clicks
joined
in
.
Thomas
thought
of
long
fingernails
tapping
against
glass
.
A
hollow
moan
filled
the
air
,
and
then
something
that
sounded
like
the
clanking
of
chains
.
All
of
it
,
together
,
was
horrifying
,
and
the
small
amount
of
courage
Thomas
had
gathered
began
to
slip
away
.
Minho
stood
,
his
face
barely
visible
in
the
dying
light
.
But
when
he
spoke
,
Thomas
imagined
his
eyes
wide
with
terror
.
"
We
have
to
split
up
--
it
's
our
only
chance
.
Just
keep
moving
.
Do
n't
stop
moving
!
"
