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An
hour
later
,
Thomas
sat
in
front
of
the
Keepers
for
the
Gathering
,
just
like
he
had
a
week
or
two
before
.
They
had
n't
let
Teresa
in
,
which
ticked
him
off
just
as
much
as
it
did
her
.
Newt
and
Minho
trusted
her
now
,
but
the
others
still
had
their
doubts
.
"
All
right
,
Greenie
,
"
Alby
said
,
looking
much
better
as
he
sat
in
the
middle
of
the
semicircle
of
chairs
,
next
to
Newt
.
The
other
chairs
were
all
occupied
except
two
--
a
stark
reminder
that
Zart
and
Gally
had
been
taken
by
the
Grievers
.
"
Forget
all
the
beat-around-the-bush
klunk
.
Start
talking
.
"
Thomas
,
still
a
bit
queasy
from
the
Changing
,
forced
himself
to
take
a
second
and
gain
his
composure
.
He
had
a
lot
to
say
,
but
wanted
to
be
sure
it
came
out
sounding
as
non-stupid
as
possible
.
"
It
's
a
long
story
,
"
he
began
.
"
We
do
n't
have
time
to
go
through
it
all
,
but
I
'll
tell
you
the
gist
of
it
.
When
I
went
through
the
Changing
,
I
saw
flashes
of
images
--
hundreds
of
them
--
like
a
slide
show
in
fast
forward
.
A
lot
came
back
to
me
,
but
only
some
of
it
's
clear
enough
to
talk
about
.
Other
stuff
has
faded
or
is
fading
.
"
He
paused
,
gathering
his
thoughts
one
last
time
.
"
But
I
remember
enough
.
The
Creators
are
testing
us
.
The
Maze
was
never
meant
to
be
solved
.
It
's
all
been
a
trial
.
They
want
the
winners
--
or
survivors
--
to
do
something
important
.
"
He
trailed
off
,
already
confused
at
what
order
he
should
tell
things
in
.
"
What
?
"
Newt
asked
.
"
Let
me
start
over
,
"
Thomas
said
,
rubbing
his
eyes
.
"
Every
single
one
of
us
was
taken
when
we
were
really
young
.
I
do
n't
remember
how
or
why
--
just
glimpses
and
feelings
that
things
had
changed
in
the
world
,
that
something
really
bad
happened
.
I
have
no
idea
what
.
The
Creators
stole
us
,
and
I
think
they
felt
justified
in
doing
it
.
Somehow
they
figured
out
that
we
have
above-average
intelligence
,
and
that
's
why
they
chose
us
.
I
do
n't
know
,
most
of
this
is
sketchy
and
does
n't
matter
that
much
anyway
.
"
I
ca
n't
remember
anything
about
my
family
or
what
happened
to
them
.
But
after
we
were
taken
,
we
spent
the
next
few
years
learning
in
special
schools
,
living
somewhat
normal
lives
until
they
were
finally
able
to
finance
and
build
the
Maze
.
All
our
names
are
just
stupid
nicknames
they
made
up
--
like
Alby
for
Albert
Einstein
,
Newt
for
Isaac
Newton
,
and
me
--
Thomas
.
As
in
Edison
.
"
Alby
looked
like
he
'd
been
slapped
in
the
face
.
"
Our
names
...
these
ai
n't
even
our
real
names
?
"
Thomas
shook
his
head
.
"
As
far
as
I
can
tell
,
we
'll
probably
never
know
what
our
names
were
.
"
