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"
The
last
dead
end
,
"
he
said
to
Thomas
.
"
Time
to
go
back
.
"
Thomas
sucked
in
a
deep
breath
,
trying
not
to
think
about
only
being
halfway
done
for
the
day
.
"
Nothing
new
?
"
"
Just
the
usual
changes
to
the
way
we
got
here
--
day
's
half
over
,
"
Minho
replied
as
he
looked
at
his
watch
emotionlessly
.
"
Got
ta
go
back
.
"
Without
waiting
for
a
response
,
the
Keeper
turned
and
set
off
at
a
run
in
the
direction
from
which
they
'd
just
come
.
Thomas
followed
,
frustrated
that
they
could
n't
take
time
to
examine
the
walls
,
explore
a
little
.
He
finally
pulled
in
stride
with
Minho
.
"
But
--
"
"
Just
shut
it
,
dude
.
Remember
what
I
said
earlier
--
ca
n't
take
any
chances
.
Plus
,
think
about
it
.
You
really
think
there
's
an
exit
anywhere
?
A
secret
trapdoor
or
something
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
...
maybe
.
Why
do
you
ask
it
that
way
?
"
Minho
shook
his
head
,
spat
a
big
wad
of
something
nasty
to
his
left
.
"
There
's
no
exit
.
It
's
just
more
of
the
same
.
A
wall
is
a
wall
is
a
wall
.
Solid
.
"
Thomas
felt
the
heavy
truth
of
it
,
but
pushed
back
anyway
.
"
How
do
you
know
?
"
"
Because
people
willing
to
send
Grievers
after
us
are
n't
gon
na
give
us
an
easy
way
out
.
"
