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On
they
went
,
following
the
course
of
the
Maze
,
sometimes
turning
right
,
sometimes
turning
left
.
After
every
turn
,
Minho
cut
and
dropped
a
three-foot
length
of
ivy
.
Thomas
could
n't
help
being
impressed
--
Minho
did
n't
even
need
to
slow
down
to
do
it
.
"
All
right
,
"
the
Keeper
said
,
breathing
heavier
now
.
"
Your
turn
.
"
"
What
?
"
Thomas
had
n't
really
expected
to
do
anything
but
run
and
watch
on
his
first
day
.
"
Cut
the
ivy
now
--
you
got
ta
get
used
to
doing
it
on
the
run
.
We
pick
'em
up
as
we
come
back
,
or
kick
'em
to
the
side
.
"
Thomas
was
happier
than
he
thought
he
'd
be
at
having
something
to
do
,
though
it
took
him
a
while
to
become
good
at
it
.
First
couple
of
times
,
he
had
to
sprint
to
catch
up
after
cutting
the
ivy
,
and
once
he
nicked
his
finger
.
But
by
his
tenth
attempt
,
he
could
almost
match
Minho
at
the
task
.
On
they
went
.
After
they
'd
run
awhile
--
Thomas
had
no
idea
for
how
long
or
how
far
,
but
he
guessed
three
miles
--
Minho
slowed
to
a
walk
,
then
stopped
altogether
.
"
Break
time
.
"
He
swung
off
his
pack
and
pulled
out
some
water
and
an
apple
.
Thomas
did
n't
have
to
be
convinced
to
follow
Minho
's
lead
.
He
guzzled
his
water
,
relishing
the
wet
coolness
as
it
washed
down
his
dry
throat
.
"
Slow
down
there
,
fishhead
,
"
Minho
yelped
.
"
Save
some
for
later
.
"
Thomas
stopped
drinking
,
sucked
in
a
big
satisfied
breath
,
then
burped
.
He
took
a
bite
of
his
apple
,
feeling
surprisingly
refreshed
.
For
some
reason
,
his
thoughts
turned
back
to
the
day
Minho
and
Alby
had
gone
to
look
at
the
dead
Griever
--
when
everything
had
gone
to
klunk
.
"
You
never
really
told
me
what
happened
to
Alby
that
day
--
why
he
was
in
such
bad
shape
.
Obviously
the
Griever
woke
up
,
but
what
happened
?
"
