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A
man
walked
up
to
the
Gladers
as
the
others
in
his
group
spread
out
around
them
,
sweeping
their
guns
left
and
right
as
they
shot
at
the
observation
windows
,
shattering
them
.
Thomas
heard
screams
,
saw
blood
,
looked
away
,
focused
on
the
man
who
approached
them
.
He
had
dark
hair
,
his
face
young
but
full
of
wrinkles
around
the
eyes
,
as
if
he
'd
spent
each
day
of
his
life
worrying
about
how
to
make
it
to
the
next
.
"
We
do
n't
have
time
to
explain
,
"
the
man
said
,
his
voice
as
strained
as
his
face
.
"
Just
follow
me
and
run
like
your
life
depends
on
it
.
Because
it
does
.
"
With
that
the
man
made
a
few
motions
to
his
companions
,
then
turned
and
ran
out
the
big
glass
doors
,
his
gun
held
rigidly
before
him
.
Gunfire
and
cries
of
agony
still
rattled
the
chamber
,
but
Thomas
did
his
best
to
ignore
them
and
follow
instructions
.
"
Go
!
"
one
of
the
rescuers
--
that
was
the
only
way
Thomas
could
think
of
them
--
screamed
from
behind
.
After
the
briefest
hesitation
,
the
Gladers
followed
,
almost
stomping
each
other
in
their
rush
to
get
out
of
the
chamber
,
as
far
away
from
the
Grievers
and
the
Maze
as
possible
.
Thomas
,
his
hand
still
gripping
Teresa
's
,
ran
with
them
,
bunched
up
in
the
back
of
the
group
.
They
had
no
choice
but
to
leave
Chuck
's
body
behind
.
Thomas
felt
no
emotion
--
he
was
completely
numb
.
He
ran
down
a
long
hallway
,
into
a
dimly
lit
tunnel
.
Up
a
winding
flight
of
stairs
.
Everything
was
dark
,
smelled
like
electronics
.
Down
another
hallway
.
Up
more
stairs
.
More
hallways
.
Thomas
wanted
to
ache
for
Chuck
,
get
excited
about
their
escape
,
rejoice
that
Teresa
was
there
with
him
.
But
he
'd
seen
too
much
.
There
was
only
emptiness
now
.
A
void
.
He
kept
going
.
On
they
ran
,
some
of
the
men
and
women
leading
from
ahead
,
some
yelling
encouragement
from
behind
.
They
reached
another
set
of
glass
doors
and
went
through
them
into
a
massive
downpour
of
rain
,
falling
from
a
black
sky
.
Nothing
was
visible
but
dull
sparkles
flashing
off
the
pounding
sheets
of
water
.
The
leader
did
n't
stop
moving
until
they
reached
a
huge
bus
,
its
sides
dented
and
scarred
,
most
of
the
windows
webbed
with
cracks
.
Rain
sluiced
down
it
all
,
making
Thomas
imagine
a
huge
beast
cresting
out
of
the
ocean
.
