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Minho
had
already
put
his
backpack
on
.
He
looked
ready
to
go
.
"
Well
,
shuck
thing
was
n't
dead
.
Alby
poked
at
it
with
his
foot
like
an
idiot
and
that
bad
boy
suddenly
sprang
to
life
,
spikes
flaring
,
its
fat
body
rollin
'
all
over
him
.
Something
was
wrong
with
it
,
though
--
did
n't
really
attack
like
usual
.
It
seemed
like
it
was
mostly
just
trying
to
get
out
of
there
,
and
poor
Alby
was
in
the
way
.
"
"
So
it
ran
away
from
you
guys
?
"
From
what
Thomas
had
seen
only
a
few
nights
before
,
he
could
n't
imagine
it
.
Minho
shrugged
.
"
Yeah
,
I
guess
--
maybe
it
needed
to
get
recharged
or
something
.
I
do
n't
know
.
"
"
What
could
've
been
wrong
with
it
?
Did
you
see
an
injury
or
anything
?
"
Thomas
did
n't
know
what
kind
of
answer
he
was
searching
for
,
but
he
was
sure
there
had
to
be
a
clue
or
lesson
to
learn
from
what
happened
.
Minho
thought
for
a
minute
.
"
No
.
Shuck
thing
just
looked
dead
--
like
a
wax
statue
.
Then
boom
,
it
was
back
to
life
.
"
Thomas
's
mind
was
churning
,
trying
to
get
somewhere
,
only
he
did
n't
know
where
or
which
direction
to
even
start
in
.
"
I
just
wonder
where
it
went
.
Where
they
always
go
.
Do
n't
you
?
"
He
was
quiet
for
a
second
,
then
,
"
Have
n't
you
ever
thought
of
following
them
?
"
"
Man
,
you
do
have
a
death
wish
,
do
n't
you
?
Come
on
,
we
got
ta
go
.
"
And
with
that
Minho
turned
and
started
running
.
As
Thomas
followed
,
he
struggled
to
figure
out
what
was
tickling
the
back
of
his
mind
.
Something
about
that
Griever
being
dead
and
then
not
dead
,
something
about
where
it
had
gone
once
it
sprang
to
life
...
Frustrated
,
he
put
it
aside
and
sprinted
to
catch
up
.
