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Gally
ripped
off
the
second
board
just
as
Newt
reached
him
.
He
swung
it
backward
with
both
hands
and
connected
with
Newt
's
head
,
sent
him
sprawling
across
the
bed
as
a
small
spray
of
blood
sprinkled
the
sheets
.
Thomas
pulled
up
short
,
readying
himself
for
a
fight
.
"
Gally
!
"
Thomas
yelled
.
"
What
're
you
doing
!
"
The
boy
spat
on
the
ground
,
panting
like
a
winded
dog
.
"
You
shut
your
shuck-face
,
Thomas
.
You
shut
up
!
I
know
who
you
are
,
but
I
do
n't
care
anymore
.
I
can
only
do
what
's
right
.
"
Thomas
felt
as
if
his
feet
were
rooted
to
the
ground
.
He
was
completely
baffled
by
what
Gally
was
saying
.
He
watched
the
boy
reach
back
and
rip
loose
the
final
wooden
board
.
The
instant
the
discarded
slab
hit
the
floor
of
the
room
,
the
glass
of
the
window
exploded
inward
like
a
swarm
of
crystal
wasps
.
Thomas
covered
his
face
and
fell
to
the
floor
,
kicking
his
legs
out
to
scoot
his
body
as
far
away
as
possible
.
When
he
bumped
into
the
bed
,
he
gathered
himself
and
looked
up
,
ready
to
face
his
world
coming
to
an
end
.
A
Griever
's
pulsating
,
bulbous
body
had
squirmed
halfway
through
the
destroyed
window
,
metallic
arms
with
pincers
snapping
and
clawing
in
all
directions
.
Thomas
was
so
terrified
,
he
barely
registered
that
everyone
else
in
the
room
had
fled
to
the
hallway
--
all
except
Newt
,
who
lay
unconscious
on
the
bed
.
Frozen
,
Thomas
watched
as
one
of
the
Griever
's
long
arms
reached
for
the
lifeless
body
.
That
was
all
it
took
to
break
him
from
his
fear
.
He
scrambled
to
his
feet
,
searched
the
floor
around
him
for
a
weapon
.
All
he
saw
were
knives
--
they
could
n't
help
him
now
.
Panic
exploded
within
him
,
consumed
him
.
Then
Gally
was
speaking
again
;
the
Griever
pulled
back
its
arm
,
as
if
it
needed
the
thing
to
be
able
to
observe
and
listen
.
But
its
body
kept
churning
,
trying
to
squeeze
its
way
inside
.
"
No
one
ever
understood
!
"
the
boy
screamed
over
the
horrible
noise
of
the
creature
,
crunching
its
way
deeper
into
the
Homestead
,
ripping
the
wall
to
pieces
.
"
No
one
ever
understood
what
I
saw
,
what
the
Changing
did
to
me
!
Do
n't
go
back
to
the
real
world
,
Thomas
!
You
do
n't
...
want
...
to
remember
!
"
Gally
gave
Thomas
a
long
,
haunted
look
,
his
eyes
full
of
terror
;
then
he
turned
and
dove
onto
the
writhing
body
of
the
Griever
.
Thomas
yelled
out
as
he
watched
every
extended
arm
of
the
monster
immediately
retract
and
clasp
onto
Gally
's
arms
and
legs
,
making
escape
or
rescue
impossible
.
The
boy
's
body
sank
several
inches
into
the
creature
's
squishy
flesh
,
making
a
horrific
squelching
sound
.
Then
,
with
surprising
speed
,
the
Griever
pushed
itself
back
outside
the
shattered
frame
of
the
window
and
began
descending
toward
the
ground
below
.
