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One
almost
got
Chuck
!
Teresa
yelled
,
a
violent
echo
in
his
head
.
More
Grievers
came
at
them
,
more
Gladers
helped
.
Winston
had
picked
up
Alby
's
bow
and
arrow
,
flinging
the
steel-pointed
shafts
at
anything
nonhuman
that
moved
,
missing
more
than
he
hit
.
Boys
Thomas
did
n't
know
ran
alongside
him
,
whacking
at
Griever
instruments
with
their
makeshift
weapons
,
jumping
on
them
,
attacking
.
The
sounds
--
clashes
,
clangs
,
screams
,
moaning
wails
,
roars
of
engines
,
spinning
saws
,
snapping
blades
,
the
screech
of
spikes
against
the
floor
,
hair-raising
pleas
for
help
--
it
all
grew
to
a
crescendo
,
became
unbearable
.
Thomas
screamed
,
but
he
kept
running
until
they
made
it
to
the
Cliff
.
He
skidded
to
a
stop
,
right
on
the
edge
.
Teresa
and
Chuck
bumped
into
him
,
almost
sending
all
three
of
them
to
an
endless
fall
.
In
a
split
second
,
Thomas
surveyed
his
view
of
the
Griever
Hole
.
Hanging
out
,
in
the
middle
of
thin
air
,
were
ivy
vines
stretching
to
nowhere
.
Earlier
,
Minho
and
a
couple
of
Runners
had
pulled
out
ropes
of
ivy
and
knotted
them
to
vines
still
attached
to
the
walls
.
They
'd
then
tossed
the
loose
ends
over
the
Cliff
,
until
they
hit
the
Griever
Hole
,
where
now
six
or
seven
vines
ran
from
the
stone
edge
to
an
invisible
rough
square
,
hovering
in
the
empty
sky
,
where
they
disappeared
into
nothingness
.
It
was
time
to
jump
.
Thomas
hesitated
,
feeling
one
last
moment
of
stark
terror
--
hearing
the
horrible
sounds
behind
him
,
seeing
the
illusion
in
front
of
him
--
then
snapped
out
of
it
.
"
You
first
,
Teresa
.
"
He
wanted
to
go
last
to
make
sure
a
Griever
did
n't
get
her
or
Chuck
.
To
his
surprise
,
she
did
n't
hesitate
.
After
squeezing
Thomas
's
hand
,
then
Chuck
's
shoulder
,
she
leaped
off
the
edge
,
immediately
stiffening
her
legs
,
with
her
arms
by
her
sides
.
Thomas
held
his
breath
until
she
slipped
into
the
spot
between
the
cut-off
ivy
ropes
and
disappeared
.
It
looked
as
if
she
'd
been
erased
from
existence
with
one
quick
swipe
"
Whoa
!
"
Chuck
yelled
,
the
slightest
hint
of
his
old
self
breaking
through
.
"
Whoa
is
right
,
"
Thomas
said
.
"
You
're
next
.
"
Before
the
boy
could
argue
,
Thomas
grabbed
him
under
his
arms
,
squeezed
Chuck
's
torso
.
"
Push
off
with
your
legs
and
I
'll
give
you
a
lift
.
Ready
?
One
,
two
,
three
!
"
He
grunted
with
effort
,
heaved
him
over
toward
the
Hole
.
