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"
Like
I
said
,
best
of
the
best
.
"
"
So
what
do
you
do
?
Test
everybody
to
see
how
fast
they
are
?
"
Newt
gave
Thomas
a
disgusted
look
,
then
groaned
.
"
Show
me
some
smarts
,
Greenie
,
Tommy
,
whatever
ya
like
.
How
fast
you
can
bloody
run
is
only
part
of
it
.
A
very
small
part
,
actually
.
"
This
piqued
Thomas
's
interest
.
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
"
When
I
say
best
of
the
best
,
I
mean
at
everything
.
To
survive
the
buggin
'
Maze
,
you
got
ta
be
smart
,
quick
,
strong
.
Got
ta
be
a
decision
maker
,
know
the
right
amount
of
risk
to
take
.
Ca
n't
be
reckless
,
ca
n't
be
timid
,
either
.
"
Newt
straightened
his
legs
and
leaned
back
on
his
hands
.
"
It
's
bloody
awful
out
there
,
ya
know
?
I
do
n't
miss
it
.
"
"
I
thought
the
Grievers
only
came
out
at
night
.
"
Destiny
or
not
,
Thomas
did
n't
want
to
run
into
one
of
those
things
.
"
Yeah
,
usually
.
"
"
Then
why
is
it
so
terrible
out
there
?
"
What
else
did
n't
he
know
about
?
Newt
sighed
.
"
Pressure
.
Stress
.
Maze
pattern
different
every
day
,
tryin
'
to
picture
things
in
your
mind
,
tryin
'
to
get
us
out
of
here
.
Worryin
'
about
the
bloody
Maps
.
Worst
part
,
you
're
always
scared
you
might
not
make
it
back
.
A
normal
maze
'd
be
hard
enough
--
but
when
it
changes
every
night
,
couple
of
mental
mistakes
and
you
're
spendin
'
the
night
with
vicious
beasts
.
No
room
or
time
for
dummies
or
brats
.
"
