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Tomorrow
The
word
floated
in
his
mind
until
he
finally
fell
asleep
.
Minho
woke
Thomas
before
dawn
,
motioning
with
a
flashlight
to
follow
him
back
to
the
Homestead
.
Thomas
easily
shook
off
his
morning
grogginess
,
excited
to
begin
his
training
.
He
crawled
out
from
under
his
blanket
and
eagerly
followed
his
teacher
,
winding
his
way
through
the
crowd
of
Gladers
who
slept
on
the
lawn
,
their
snores
the
only
sign
they
were
n't
dead
.
The
slightest
glow
of
early
morning
illuminated
the
Glade
,
turning
everything
dark
blue
and
shadowed
.
Thomas
had
never
seen
the
place
look
so
peaceful
.
A
cock
crowed
in
the
Blood
House
.
Finally
,
in
a
crooked
cranny
near
a
back
corner
of
the
Homestead
,
Minho
pulled
out
a
key
and
opened
up
a
shabby
door
leading
to
a
small
storage
closet
.
Thomas
felt
a
shiver
of
anticipation
,
wondering
what
was
inside
.
He
caught
glimpses
of
ropes
and
chains
and
other
odds
and
ends
as
Minho
's
flashlight
crisscrossed
the
closet
.
Eventually
,
it
fell
on
an
open
box
full
of
running
shoes
.
Thomas
almost
laughed
,
it
seemed
so
ordinary
.
"
That
right
there
's
the
number
one
supply
we
get
,
"
Minho
announced
.
"
At
least
for
us
.
They
send
new
ones
in
the
Box
every
so
often
.
If
we
had
bad
shoes
,
we
'd
have
feet
that
look
like
freaking
Mars
.
"
He
bent
over
and
rummaged
through
the
pile
.
"
What
size
you
wear
?
"
"
Size
?
"
Thomas
thought
for
a
second
.
"
I.
.
.
do
n't
know
.
"
It
was
so
odd
sometimes
what
he
could
and
could
n't
remember
.
He
reached
down
and
pulled
off
a
shoe
he
'd
worn
since
coming
to
the
Glade
and
took
a
look
inside
.
"
Eleven
.
"
"
Geez
,
shank
,
you
got
big
feet
.
"
Minho
stood
up
holding
a
pair
of
sleek
silver
ones
.
"
But
looks
like
I
've
got
some
--
man
,
we
could
go
canoeing
in
these
things
.
"
"
Those
are
fancy
.
"
Thomas
took
them
and
walked
out
of
the
closet
to
sit
on
the
ground
,
eager
to
try
them
on
.
Minho
grabbed
a
few
more
things
before
coming
out
to
join
him
.
"
Only
Runners
and
Keepers
get
these
,
"
Minho
said
.
Before
Thomas
could
look
up
from
tying
his
shoes
,
a
plastic
wristwatch
dropped
into
his
lap
.
It
was
black
and
very
simple
,
its
face
showing
only
a
digital
display
of
the
time
.
"
Put
it
on
and
never
take
it
off
.
Your
life
might
depend
on
it
.
"
