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Just
as
the
first
sounds
of
boys
crashing
into
Grievers
filled
the
air
--
pierced
with
screams
and
roars
of
machinery
and
wood
clacking
against
steel
--
Chuck
ran
past
Thomas
,
who
quickly
reached
out
and
grabbed
his
arm
.
Chuck
stumbled
backward
,
then
looked
up
at
Thomas
,
his
eyes
so
full
of
fright
Thomas
felt
something
shatter
in
his
heart
.
In
that
split
second
,
he
'd
made
a
decision
.
"
Chuck
,
you
're
with
me
and
Teresa
.
"
He
said
it
forcefully
,
with
authority
,
leaving
no
room
for
doubt
.
Chuck
looked
ahead
at
the
engaged
battle
.
"
But
...
"
He
trailed
off
,
and
Thomas
knew
the
boy
relished
the
idea
though
he
was
ashamed
to
admit
it
.
Thomas
quickly
tried
to
save
his
dignity
.
"
We
need
your
help
in
the
Griever
Hole
,
in
case
one
of
those
things
is
in
there
waiting
for
us
.
"
Chuck
nodded
quickly
--
too
quickly
.
Again
,
Thomas
felt
the
pang
of
sadness
in
his
heart
,
felt
the
urge
to
get
Chuck
home
safely
stronger
than
he
'd
ever
felt
it
before
.
"
Okay
,
then
,
"
Thomas
said
.
"
Hold
Teresa
's
other
hand
.
Let
's
go
.
"
Chuck
did
as
he
was
told
,
trying
so
hard
to
act
brave
.
And
,
Thomas
noted
,
not
saying
a
word
,
perhaps
for
the
first
time
in
his
life
.
They
've
made
an
opening
!
Teresa
shouted
in
Thomas
's
mind
--
it
sent
a
quick
snap
of
pain
shooting
through
his
skull
.
She
pointed
ahead
,
and
Thomas
saw
the
narrow
aisle
forming
in
the
middle
of
the
corridor
,
Gladers
fighting
wildly
to
push
the
Grievers
toward
the
walls
.
"
Now
!
"
Thomas
shouted
.
