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A
loud
boom
exploded
through
the
air
,
making
Thomas
jump
.
It
was
followed
by
a
horrible
crunching
,
grinding
sound
.
He
stumbled
backward
,
fell
to
the
ground
.
It
felt
as
if
the
whole
earth
shook
;
he
looked
around
,
panicked
.
The
walls
were
closing
.
The
walls
were
really
closing
--
trapping
him
inside
the
Glade
.
An
onrushing
sense
of
claustrophobia
stifled
him
,
compressed
his
lungs
,
as
if
water
filled
their
cavities
.
"
Calm
down
,
Greenie
,
"
Chuck
yelled
over
the
noise
.
"
It
's
just
the
walls
!
"
Thomas
barely
heard
him
,
too
fascinated
,
too
shaken
by
the
closing
of
the
Doors
.
He
scrambled
to
his
feet
and
took
a
few
trembling
steps
back
for
a
better
view
,
finding
it
hard
to
believe
what
his
eyes
were
seeing
.
The
enormous
stone
wall
to
the
right
of
them
seemed
to
defy
every
known
law
of
physics
as
it
slid
along
the
ground
,
throwing
sparks
and
dust
as
it
moved
,
rock
against
rock
.
The
crunching
sound
rattled
his
bones
.
Thomas
realized
that
only
that
wall
was
moving
,
heading
for
its
neighbor
to
the
left
,
ready
to
seal
shut
with
its
protruding
rods
slipping
into
the
drilled
holes
across
from
it
.
He
looked
around
at
the
other
openings
.
It
felt
like
his
head
was
spinning
faster
than
his
body
,
and
his
stomach
flipped
over
with
the
dizziness
.
On
all
four
sides
of
the
Glade
,
only
the
right
walls
were
moving
,
toward
the
left
,
closing
the
gap
of
the
Doors
.
Impossible
,
he
thought
.
How
can
they
do
that
?
He
fought
the
urge
to
run
out
there
,
slip
past
the
moving
slabs
of
rock
before
they
shut
,
flee
the
Glade
.
Common
sense
won
out
--
the
maze
held
even
more
unknowns
than
his
situation
inside
.
He
tried
to
picture
in
his
mind
how
the
structure
of
it
all
worked
.
Massive
stone
walls
,
hundreds
of
feet
high
,
moving
like
sliding
glass
doors
--
an
image
from
his
past
life
that
flashed
through
his
thoughts
.
He
tried
to
grasp
the
memory
,
hold
on
to
it
,
complete
the
picture
with
faces
,
names
,
a
place
,
but
it
faded
into
obscurity
.
A
pang
of
sadness
pricked
through
his
other
swirling
emotions
.
He
watched
as
the
right
wall
reached
the
end
of
its
journey
,
its
connecting
rods
finding
their
mark
and
entering
without
a
glitch
An
echoing
boom
rumbled
across
the
Glade
as
all
four
Doors
sealed
shut
for
the
night
.
Thomas
felt
one
final
moment
of
trepidation
,
a
quick
slice
of
fear
through
his
body
,
and
then
it
vanished
.
A
surprising
sense
of
calm
eased
his
nerves
;
he
let
out
a
long
sigh
of
relief
.
"
Wow
,
"
he
said
,
feeling
dumb
at
such
a
monumental
understatement
.
