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When
they
were
finished
,
Thomas
headed
back
to
the
secluded
place
where
he
'd
slept
the
night
before
,
in
the
corner
behind
the
Deadheads
.
He
thought
about
his
conversation
with
Chuck
,
wondered
how
it
would
feel
to
have
parents
say
good
night
to
you
.
Several
boys
milled
about
the
Glade
that
night
,
but
for
the
most
part
it
was
quiet
,
like
everyone
just
wanted
to
go
to
sleep
,
end
the
day
and
be
done
with
it
.
Thomas
did
n't
complain
--
that
was
exactly
what
he
needed
.
The
blankets
someone
had
left
for
him
the
night
before
still
lay
there
.
He
picked
them
up
and
settled
in
,
snuggling
up
against
the
comforting
corner
where
the
stone
walls
met
in
a
mass
of
soft
ivy
.
The
mixed
smells
of
the
forest
greeted
him
as
he
took
his
first
deep
breath
,
trying
to
relax
.
The
air
felt
perfect
,
and
it
made
him
wonder
again
about
the
weather
of
the
place
.
Never
rained
,
never
snowed
,
never
got
too
hot
or
too
cold
.
If
it
were
n't
for
the
little
fact
they
were
torn
apart
from
friends
and
families
and
trapped
in
a
Maze
with
a
bunch
of
monsters
,
it
could
be
paradise
.
Some
things
here
were
too
perfect
.
He
knew
that
,
but
had
no
explanation
.
His
thoughts
drifted
to
what
Minho
had
told
him
at
dinner
about
the
size
and
scale
of
the
Maze
.
He
believed
it
--
he
'd
realized
the
massive
scale
when
he
'd
been
to
the
Cliff
.
But
he
just
could
n't
fathom
how
such
a
structure
could
have
been
built
.
The
Maze
stretched
for
miles
and
miles
.
The
Runners
had
to
be
in
almost
superhuman
shape
to
do
what
they
did
every
day
.
And
yet
they
'd
never
found
an
exit
.
And
despite
that
,
despite
the
utter
hopelessness
of
the
situation
,
they
still
had
n't
given
up
.
At
dinner
Minho
had
told
him
an
old
story
--
one
of
the
bizarre
and
random
things
he
remembered
from
before
--
about
a
woman
trapped
in
a
maze
.
She
escaped
by
never
taking
her
right
hand
off
the
walls
of
the
maze
,
sliding
it
along
as
she
walked
.
In
doing
so
,
she
was
forced
to
turn
right
at
every
turn
,
and
the
simple
laws
of
physics
and
geometry
ensured
that
eventually
she
found
the
exit
.
It
made
sense
.
But
not
here
.
Here
,
all
paths
led
back
to
the
Glade
.
They
had
to
be
missing
something
.
Tomorrow
,
his
training
would
begin
.
Tomorrow
,
he
could
start
helping
them
find
that
missing
something
.
Right
then
Thomas
made
a
decision
.
Forget
all
the
weird
stuff
.
Forget
all
the
bad
things
.
Forget
it
all
.
He
would
n't
quit
until
he
'd
solved
the
puzzle
and
found
a
way
home
.
