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"
That
was
just
plain
weird
.
"
If
it
had
n't
been
for
the
whole
Ben-in-the-graveyard
incident
,
Thomas
was
sure
she
would
've
been
all
he
'd
thought
about
last
night
.
Maybe
he
would
n't
have
been
able
to
sleep
for
an
entirely
different
reason
.
He
wanted
to
know
who
she
was
and
if
he
really
did
know
her
somehow
.
"
Yeah
,
"
Newt
said
.
"
Weird
's
as
good
a
word
as
any
,
I
's
pect
.
"
Thomas
looked
over
Newt
's
shoulder
at
the
big
faded-red
barn
,
pushing
thoughts
of
the
girl
aside
.
"
So
what
's
first
?
Milk
cows
or
slaughter
some
poor
little
pigs
?
"
Newt
laughed
,
a
sound
Thomas
realized
he
had
n't
heard
much
since
he
'd
arrived
.
"
We
always
make
the
Newbies
start
with
the
bloody
Slicers
.
Do
n't
worry
,
cuttin
'
up
Frypan
's
victuals
ai
n't
but
a
part
.
Slicers
do
anything
and
everything
dealin
'
with
the
beasties
.
"
"
Too
bad
I
ca
n't
remember
my
whole
life
.
Maybe
I
love
killing
animals
.
"
He
was
just
joking
,
but
Newt
did
n't
seem
to
get
it
.
Newt
nodded
toward
the
barn
.
"
Oh
,
you
'll
know
good
and
well
by
the
time
sun
sets
tonight
.
Let
's
go
meet
Winston
--
he
's
the
Keeper
.
"
Winston
was
an
acne-covered
kid
,
short
but
muscular
,
and
it
seemed
to
Thomas
the
Keeper
liked
his
job
way
too
much
.
Maybe
he
was
sent
here
for
being
a
serial
killer
,
he
thought
.
Winston
showed
Thomas
around
for
the
first
hour
,
pointing
out
which
pens
held
which
animals
,
where
the
chicken
and
turkey
coops
were
,
what
went
where
in
the
barn
.
The
dog
,
a
pesky
black
Lab
named
Bark
,
took
quickly
to
Thomas
,
hanging
at
his
feet
the
entire
tour
.
Wondering
where
the
dog
came
from
,
Thomas
asked
Winston
,
who
said
Bark
had
just
always
been
there
.
Luckily
,
he
seemed
to
have
gotten
his
name
as
a
joke
,
because
he
was
pretty
quiet
.
