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"
The
Box
,
shuck-face
,
the
Box
!
"
was
all
Alby
said
before
he
set
off
for
the
middle
of
the
Glade
at
a
brisk
pace
that
almost
looked
to
Thomas
like
panic
.
"
What
about
it
?
"
Thomas
demanded
,
hurrying
to
catch
up
.
Talk
to
me
!
he
wanted
to
scream
at
him
.
But
Alby
did
n't
answer
or
slow
down
,
and
as
they
got
closer
to
the
box
Thomas
could
see
that
dozens
of
kids
were
running
around
the
courtyard
.
He
spotted
Newt
and
called
to
him
,
trying
to
suppress
his
rising
fear
,
telling
himself
things
would
be
okay
,
that
there
had
to
be
a
reasonable
explanation
.
"
Newt
,
what
's
going
on
!
"
he
yelled
.
Newt
glanced
over
at
him
,
then
nodded
and
walked
over
,
strangely
calm
in
the
middle
of
the
chaos
.
He
swatted
Thomas
on
the
back
.
"
Means
a
bloody
Newbie
's
comin
'
up
in
the
Box
.
"
He
paused
as
if
expecting
Thomas
to
be
impressed
.
"
Right
now
.
"
"
So
?
"
As
Thomas
looked
more
closely
at
Newt
,
he
realized
that
what
he
'd
mistaken
for
calm
was
actually
disbelief
--
maybe
even
excitement
.
"
So
?
"
Newt
replied
,
his
jaw
dropping
slightly
.
"
Greenie
,
we
've
never
had
two
Newbies
show
up
in
the
same
month
,
much
less
two
days
in
a
row
.
"
And
with
that
,
he
ran
off
toward
the
Homestead
.
The
alarm
finally
stopped
after
blaring
for
a
full
two
minutes
.
A
crowd
was
gathered
in
the
middle
of
the
courtyard
around
the
steel
doors
through
which
Thomas
was
startled
to
realize
he
'd
arrived
just
yesterday
.
Yesterday
?
he
thought
.
Was
that
really
just
yesterday
?
Someone
tapped
him
on
the
elbow
;
he
looked
over
to
see
Chuck
by
his
side
again
.
