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"
Maybe
it
's
too
hard
to
see
with
the
naked
eye
,
just
comparing
one
day
to
the
next
.
And
maybe
you
were
n't
supposed
to
compare
one
day
to
the
next
,
but
look
at
it
one
day
at
a
time
?
"
Newt
laughed
.
"
Tommy
,
I
might
not
be
the
sharpest
guy
in
the
Glade
,
but
sounds
like
you
're
talkin
'
straight
out
your
butt
to
me
.
"
While
he
'd
been
talking
,
Thomas
's
mind
had
been
spinning
even
faster
.
The
answer
was
within
his
grasp
--
he
knew
he
was
almost
there
.
It
was
just
so
hard
to
put
into
words
.
"
Okay
,
okay
,
"
he
said
,
starting
over
.
"
You
've
always
had
one
Runner
assigned
to
one
section
,
right
?
"
"
Right
,
"
Minho
replied
.
He
seemed
genuinely
interested
and
ready
to
understand
.
"
And
that
Runner
makes
a
Map
every
day
,
and
then
compares
it
to
Maps
from
previous
days
,
for
that
section
.
What
if
,
instead
,
you
were
supposed
to
compare
the
eight
sections
to
each
other
,
every
day
?
Each
day
being
a
separate
clue
or
code
?
Did
you
ever
compare
sections
to
other
sections
?
"
Minho
rubbed
his
chin
,
nodding
.
"
Yeah
,
kind
of
.
We
tried
to
see
if
they
made
something
when
put
together
--
of
course
we
did
that
.
We
've
tried
everything
.
Thomas
pulled
his
legs
up
underneath
him
,
studying
the
Maps
in
his
lap
.
He
could
just
barely
see
the
lines
of
the
Maze
written
on
the
second
page
through
the
page
resting
on
top
.
In
that
instant
,
he
knew
what
they
had
to
do
.
He
looked
up
at
the
others
.
"
Wax
paper
.
"
"
Huh
?
"
Minho
asked
.
"
What
the
--
"
