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"
I
just
do
,
and
I
bet
you
can
,
too
.
"
"
Well
,
ca
n't
say
I
'm
too
anxious
to
try
.
"
He
sat
back
down
and
pulled
his
legs
up
,
much
like
she
had
done
.
"
You
said
something
to
me
--
in
my
head
--
right
before
you
found
me
over
here
.
You
said
'
The
Maze
is
a
code
.
'
What
did
you
mean
?
"
She
shook
her
head
slightly
.
"
When
I
first
woke
up
,
it
was
like
I
'd
entered
an
insane
asylum
--
these
strange
guys
hovering
over
my
bed
,
the
world
tipping
around
me
,
memories
swirling
in
my
brain
.
I
tried
to
reach
out
and
grasp
a
few
,
and
that
was
one
of
them
.
I
ca
n't
really
remember
why
I
said
it
.
"
"
Was
there
anything
else
?
"
"
Actually
,
yeah
.
"
She
pulled
up
the
sleeve
of
her
left
arm
,
exposing
her
bicep
.
Small
letters
were
written
across
the
skin
in
thin
black
ink
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
he
asked
,
leaning
in
for
a
better
look
.
"
Read
it
yourself
.
"
The
letters
were
messy
,
but
he
could
make
them
out
when
he
got
close
enough
.
WICKED
is
good
