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Thomas
jumped
on
the
one
holding
Dave
,
tried
to
jerk
the
kid
free
,
hoping
the
creature
would
retaliate
.
Teresa
's
scream
inside
his
mind
was
so
loud
it
felt
as
if
a
dagger
had
been
driven
through
his
skull
.
Three
of
the
Grievers
swarmed
on
him
at
once
,
their
long
pincers
and
claspers
and
needles
flying
in
from
all
directions
.
Thomas
flailed
his
arms
and
legs
,
knocking
away
the
horrible
metallic
arms
as
he
kicked
at
the
pulsating
blubber
of
the
Grievers
'
bodies
--
he
only
wanted
to
be
stung
,
not
taken
like
Dave
.
Their
relentless
attack
intensified
,
and
Thomas
felt
pain
erupt
over
every
inch
of
his
body
--
needle
pricks
that
told
him
he
'd
succeeded
.
Screaming
,
he
kicked
and
pushed
and
thrashed
,
throwing
his
body
into
a
roll
,
trying
to
get
away
from
them
.
Struggling
,
bursting
with
adrenaline
,
he
finally
found
an
open
spot
to
get
his
feet
under
him
and
ran
with
all
his
power
.
As
soon
as
he
escaped
the
immediate
reach
of
the
Grievers
'
instruments
,
they
gave
up
and
retreated
,
disappearing
into
the
Maze
.
Thomas
collapsed
to
the
ground
,
groaning
from
the
pain
.
Newt
was
on
him
in
a
second
,
followed
immediately
by
Chuck
,
Teresa
,
several
others
.
Newt
grabbed
him
by
the
shoulders
and
lifted
him
up
,
gripping
him
under
both
arms
"
Get
his
legs
!
"
he
yelled
.
Thomas
felt
the
world
swimming
around
him
,
felt
delirious
,
nauseated
.
Someone
,
he
could
n't
tell
who
,
obeyed
Newt
's
order
;
he
was
being
carried
across
the
courtyard
,
through
the
front
door
of
the
Homestead
,
down
the
shattered
hall
,
into
a
room
,
placed
on
a
couch
.
The
world
continued
to
twist
and
pitch
.
"
What
were
you
doing
!
"
Newt
yelled
in
his
face
.
"
How
could
you
be
so
bloody
stupid
!
"
Thomas
had
to
speak
before
he
faded
into
blackness
.
"
No
...
Newt
...
you
do
n't
understand
...
.
"
"
Shut
up
!
"
Newt
shouted
.
"
Do
n't
waste
your
energy
!
"
Thomas
felt
someone
examining
his
arms
and
legs
,
ripping
his
clothes
away
from
his
body
,
checking
for
damage
.
He
heard
Chuck
's
voice
,
could
n't
help
feeling
relief
that
his
friend
was
okay
.
A
Med-jack
said
something
about
him
being
stung
dozens
of
times
.
