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Thomas
had
an
overwhelming
feeling
that
all
of
these
changes
were
a
spur
,
a
catalyst
for
the
endgame
.
"
Because
now
we
have
to
solve
it
.
We
'll
be
forced
to
.
We
ca
n't
live
that
way
anymore
,
day
to
day
,
thinking
that
what
matters
most
is
getting
back
to
the
Glade
before
the
Doors
close
,
snug
and
safe
.
"
Newt
thought
a
minute
as
he
stood
there
,
the
bustle
of
the
Glader
preparations
surrounding
both
of
them
.
"
Dig
deeper
.
Stay
out
there
while
the
walls
move
.
"
"
Exactly
,
"
Thomas
said
.
"
That
's
exactly
what
I
'm
talking
about
.
And
maybe
we
could
barricade
or
blow
up
the
entrance
to
the
Griever
Hole
.
Buy
time
to
analyze
the
Maze
.
"
"
Alby
's
the
one
who
wo
n't
let
the
girl
out
,
"
Newt
said
with
a
nod
toward
the
Homestead
.
"
That
guy
's
not
too
high
on
you
two
shanks
.
But
right
now
we
just
got
ta
slim
ourselves
and
get
to
the
wake-up
.
"
Thomas
nodded
.
"
We
can
fight
'em
off
.
"
"
Done
it
before
,
have
n't
you
,
Hercules
?
"
Without
smiling
or
even
waiting
for
a
response
,
Newt
walked
away
,
yelling
at
people
to
finish
up
and
get
inside
the
Homestead
.
Thomas
was
happy
with
the
conversation
--
it
had
gone
about
as
well
as
he
could
've
possibly
hoped
.
He
decided
to
hurry
and
talk
to
Teresa
before
it
was
too
late
.
As
he
sprinted
for
the
Slammer
on
the
back
side
of
the
Homestead
,
he
watched
as
Gladers
started
moving
inside
,
most
of
them
with
arms
full
of
one
thing
or
another
.
Thomas
pulled
up
outside
the
small
jail
and
caught
his
breath
.
"
Teresa
?
"
he
finally
asked
through
the
barred
window
of
the
lightless
cell
.
Her
face
popped
up
on
the
other
side
,
startling
him
.
He
let
out
a
small
yelp
before
he
could
stop
it
--
it
took
him
a
second
to
recover
his
wits
.
"
You
can
be
downright
spooky
,
ya
know
?
"
