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Thomas
had
almost
reached
the
front
door
of
the
shack
and
the
small
group
of
boys
congregating
there
when
he
was
hit
by
a
sudden
and
surprise
rush
of
anger
.
He
turned
to
face
Chuck
.
"
You
ca
n't
even
tell
me
anything
.
I
would
n't
call
that
taking
care
of
me
.
"
He
turned
back
toward
the
door
,
intent
on
going
inside
to
find
some
answers
.
Where
this
sudden
courage
and
resolve
came
from
,
he
had
no
idea
.
Chuck
shrugged
.
"
Nothin
'
I
say
'll
do
you
any
good
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
'm
basically
still
a
Newbie
,
too
.
But
I
can
be
your
friend
--
"
"
I
do
n't
need
friends
,
"
Thomas
interrupted
.
He
'd
reached
the
door
,
an
ugly
slab
of
sun-faded
wood
,
and
he
pulled
it
open
to
see
several
stoic-faced
boys
standing
at
the
foot
of
a
crooked
staircase
,
the
steps
and
railings
twisted
and
angled
in
all
directions
.
Dark
wallpaper
covered
the
walls
of
the
foyer
and
hallway
,
half
of
it
peeling
off
.
The
only
decorations
in
sight
were
a
dusty
vase
on
a
three-legged
table
and
a
black-and-white
picture
of
an
ancient
woman
dressed
in
an
old-fashioned
white
dress
.
It
reminded
Thomas
of
a
haunted
house
from
a
movie
or
something
.
There
were
even
planks
of
wood
missing
from
the
floor
.
The
place
reeked
of
dust
and
mildew
--
a
big
contrast
to
the
pleasant
smells
outside
.
Flickering
fluorescent
lights
shone
from
the
ceiling
.
He
had
n't
thought
of
it
yet
,
but
he
had
to
wonder
where
the
electricity
came
from
in
a
place
like
the
Glade
.
He
stared
at
the
old
woman
in
the
picture
.
Had
she
lived
here
once
?
Taken
care
of
these
people
?
"
Hey
,
look
,
it
's
the
Greenbean
,
"
one
of
the
older
boys
called
out
.
With
a
start
,
Thomas
realized
it
was
the
black-haired
guy
who
'd
given
him
the
look
of
death
earlier
.
He
looked
like
he
was
fifteen
or
so
,
tall
and
skinny
.
His
nose
was
the
size
of
a
small
fist
and
resembled
a
deformed
potato
.
"
This
shank
probably
klunked
his
pants
when
he
heard
old
Benny
baby
scream
like
a
girl
.
Need
a
new
diaper
,
shuck-face
?
"
"
My
name
's
Thomas
.
"
He
had
to
get
away
from
this
guy
.
Without
another
word
,
he
made
for
the
stairs
,
only
because
they
were
close
,
only
because
he
had
no
idea
what
to
do
or
say
.
But
the
bully
stepped
in
front
of
him
,
holding
a
hand
up
.
"
Hold
on
there
,
Greenie
.
"
He
jerked
a
thumb
in
the
direction
of
the
upper
floor
.
"
Newbies
are
n't
allowed
to
see
someone
who
's
been
...
taken
.
Newt
and
Alby
wo
n't
allow
it
.
"
