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"
We
'll
tell
you
later
,
"
Thomas
interrupted
.
"
We
have
to
save
Alby
.
"
Newt
's
face
went
white
.
"
What
do
you
mean
?
He
's
alive
?
"
"
Just
come
here
.
"
Thomas
headed
to
the
right
,
craning
his
neck
to
look
high
up
at
the
wall
,
searching
along
the
thick
vines
until
he
found
the
spot
where
Alby
hung
by
his
arms
and
legs
far
above
them
.
Without
saying
anything
,
Thomas
pointed
up
,
not
daring
to
be
relieved
yet
.
He
was
still
there
,
and
in
one
piece
,
but
there
was
no
sign
of
movement
.
Newt
finally
saw
his
friend
hanging
in
the
ivy
,
and
looked
back
at
Thomas
.
If
he
'd
seemed
shocked
before
,
now
he
looked
completely
bewildered
.
"
Is
he
...
alive
?
"
Please
let
him
be
,
Thomas
thought
.
"
I
do
n't
know
.
Was
when
I
left
him
up
there
.
"
"
When
you
left
him
...
"
Newt
shook
his
head
.
"
You
and
Minho
get
your
butts
inside
,
get
yourselves
checked
by
the
Med-jacks
.
You
look
bloody
awful
.
I
want
the
whole
story
when
they
're
done
and
you
're
rested
up
.
"
Thomas
wanted
to
wait
and
see
if
Alby
was
okay
.
He
started
to
speak
but
Minho
grabbed
him
by
the
arm
and
forced
him
to
walk
toward
the
Glade
.
"
We
need
sleep
.
And
bandages
.
Now
.
"
And
Thomas
knew
he
was
right
.
He
relented
,
glancing
back
up
at
Alby
,
then
followed
Minho
out
and
away
from
the
Maze
.
The
walk
back
into
the
Glade
and
then
to
the
Homestead
seemed
endless
,
a
row
of
Gladers
on
both
sides
gawking
at
them
.
Their
faces
showed
complete
awe
,
as
if
they
were
watching
two
ghosts
strolling
through
a
graveyard
.
Thomas
knew
it
was
because
they
'd
accomplished
something
never
done
before
,
but
he
was
embarrassed
by
the
attention
.
