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Alby
nodded
once
,
curtly
.
"
Maybe
.
"
"
I
did
it
,
"
Thomas
said
,
throwing
all
the
annoyance
he
could
into
his
voice
,
"
on
the
chance
that
I
could
get
my
memories
back
,
help
all
of
us
get
out
of
here
.
Do
I
need
to
show
you
the
cuts
and
bruises
all
over
my
body
?
"
Alby
said
nothing
,
his
face
still
quivering
with
rage
.
His
eyes
watered
and
veins
popped
out
on
his
neck
.
"
We
ca
n't
go
back
!
"
he
finally
yelled
,
turning
to
look
at
everyone
in
the
room
.
"
I
've
seen
what
our
lives
were
like
--
we
ca
n't
go
back
!
"
"
Is
that
what
this
is
about
?
"
Newt
asked
.
"
Are
you
kidding
?
"
Alby
turned
on
him
,
fiercely
,
even
held
up
a
clenched
fist
.
But
he
stopped
,
lowered
his
arm
,
then
went
over
and
sank
into
his
chair
,
put
his
face
in
his
hands
,
and
broke
down
.
Thomas
could
n't
have
been
more
surprised
.
The
fearless
leader
of
the
Gladers
was
crying
.
"
Alby
,
talk
to
us
,
"
Newt
pressed
,
not
willing
to
let
it
drop
.
"
What
's
going
on
?
"
"
I
did
it
,
"
Alby
said
through
a
racking
sob
.
"
I
did
it
.
"
"
Did
what
?
"
Newt
asked
.
He
looked
as
confused
as
Thomas
felt
.
Alby
looked
up
,
his
eyes
wet
with
tears
.
"
I
burned
the
Maps
.
I
did
it
.
I
slammed
my
head
on
the
table
so
you
'd
think
it
was
someone
else
,
I
lied
,
burned
it
all
.
I
did
it
!
"
The
Keepers
exchanged
looks
,
shock
clear
in
their
wide
eyes
and
raised
eyebrows
.
For
Thomas
,
though
,
it
all
made
sense
now
.
Alby
remembered
how
awful
his
life
was
before
he
came
here
and
he
did
n't
want
to
go
back
.
