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"
You
're
the
first
to
come
back
,
"
he
said
as
he
walked
up
to
them
.
"
What
happened
?
"
The
childlike
look
of
hope
on
his
face
broke
Thomas
's
heart
--
he
obviously
thought
they
'd
found
something
important
.
"
Tell
me
you
've
got
good
news
.
"
Minho
's
eyes
were
dead
,
staring
at
a
spot
somewhere
in
the
gray
distance
.
"
Nothing
,
"
he
said
.
"
The
Maze
is
a
big
freaking
joke
.
"
Newt
looked
at
Thomas
,
confused
.
"
What
's
he
talking
about
?
"
"
He
's
just
discouraged
,
"
Thomas
said
with
a
weary
shrug
.
"
We
did
n't
find
anything
different
.
The
walls
have
n't
moved
,
no
exits
,
nothing
.
Did
the
Grievers
come
last
night
?
"
Newt
paused
,
darkness
passing
over
his
face
.
Finally
,
he
nodded
.
"
Yeah
.
They
took
Adam
.
"
Thomas
did
n't
know
the
name
,
and
felt
guilty
for
feeling
nothing
.
Just
one
person
again
,
he
thought
.
Maybe
Gally
was
right
.
Newt
was
about
to
say
something
else
when
Minho
freaked
out
,
startling
Thomas
.
"
I
'm
sick
of
this
!
"
Minho
spat
in
the
ivy
,
veins
popping
out
of
his
neck
.
"
I
'm
sick
of
it
!
It
's
over
!
It
's
all
over
!
"
He
took
off
his
backpack
and
threw
it
on
the
ground
.
"
There
's
no
exit
,
never
was
,
never
will
be
.
We
're
all
shucked
.
"
Thomas
watched
,
his
throat
dry
,
as
Minho
stomped
off
toward
the
Homestead
.
It
worried
him
--
if
Minho
gave
up
,
they
were
all
in
big
trouble
.
