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Thomas
almost
screamed
in
frustration
,
but
he
kept
quiet
.
He
resolved
to
make
Chuck
tell
him
later
,
whether
the
guy
wanted
to
or
not
.
Alby
and
Newt
had
reached
the
crowd
and
pushed
themselves
to
the
front
,
standing
right
over
the
doors
that
led
to
the
Box
.
Everyone
quieted
,
and
for
the
first
time
,
Thomas
noted
the
grinds
and
rattles
of
the
rising
lift
,
reminding
him
of
his
own
nightmarish
trip
the
day
before
.
Sadness
washed
over
him
,
almost
as
if
he
were
reliving
those
few
terrible
minutes
of
awakening
in
darkness
to
the
memory
loss
.
He
felt
sorry
for
whoever
this
new
kid
was
,
going
through
the
same
things
.
A
muffled
boom
announced
that
the
bizarre
elevator
had
arrived
.
Thomas
watched
in
anticipation
as
Newt
and
Alby
took
positions
on
opposite
sides
of
the
shaft
doors
--
a
crack
split
the
metal
square
right
down
the
middle
.
Simple
hook-handles
were
attached
on
both
sides
,
and
together
they
yanked
them
apart
.
With
a
metallic
scrape
the
doors
were
opened
,
and
a
puff
of
dust
from
the
surrounding
stone
rose
into
the
air
.
Complete
silence
settled
over
the
Gladers
.
As
Newt
leaned
over
to
get
a
better
look
into
the
Box
,
the
faint
bleating
of
a
goat
in
the
distance
echoed
across
the
courtyard
.
Thomas
leaned
forward
as
far
as
he
possibly
could
,
hoping
to
get
a
glance
at
the
newcomer
.
With
a
sudden
jerk
,
Newt
pushed
himself
back
into
an
upright
position
,
his
face
scrunched
up
in
confusion
.
"
Holy
...
,
"
he
breathed
,
looking
around
at
nothing
in
particular
.
By
this
time
,
Alby
had
gotten
a
good
look
as
well
,
with
a
similar
reaction
.
"
No
way
,
"
he
murmured
,
almost
in
a
trance
.
A
chorus
of
questions
filled
the
air
as
everyone
began
pushing
forward
to
get
a
look
into
the
small
opening
.
What
do
they
see
down
there
?
Thomas
wondered
.
What
do
they
see
!
He
felt
a
sliver
of
muted
fear
,
similar
to
what
he
'd
experienced
that
morning
when
he
stepped
toward
the
window
to
see
the
Griever
.
"
Hold
on
!
"
Alby
yelled
,
silencing
everyone
.
"
Just
hold
on
!
"
