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"Let go!" Newt yelled, struggling to break loose

"Are you nuts!" Tho you can do!"

Two more Grievers broke fro on top of each other, snapping and cutting at the boy, as if they wanted to rub it in, show their vicious cruelty Soht of the body as he struggled with Newt, thankful for the distraction Newt finally gave up, collapsing backward in defeat

Alby’d flipped once and for all, Thoe to rid his stoo back to whatever he’d seen, he’d chosen to sacrifice hione

Thomas helped steady Newt on his feet; the Glader couldn’t stop staring at the spot where his friend had disappeared

"I can’t believe it," Nehispered "I can’t believe he just did that"

Thoo down like that … a new kind of pain he’d never felt before filled his insides--an ill, disturbed pain; it felt worse than the physical kind And he didn’t even know if it had anything to do with Alby--he’d never ht that what he’d just seen ht happen to Chuck--or Teresa …

Minho moved closer to Thomas and Newt, squeezed Newt’s shoulder "We can’t waste what he did" He turned toward Thoht ’em if we have to, make a path to the Cliff for you and Teresa Get in the Hole and do your thing--we’ll keep them off until you scream for us to follow"

Thomas looked at each of the three sets of Grievers--not one had yet made a o dormant for a while We should only need a minute or so to punch in the code"

"How can you guys be so heartless?" NewtThomas

"What do you want, Newt?" Minho said "Should we all dress up and have a funeral?"

Newt didn’t respond, still staring at the spot where the Grievers see on Alby beneath theht red on one of the creatures’ bodies His stomach turned and he quickly looked away

Minho continued "Alby didn’t wanna go back to his old life He freaking sacrificed hi, so maybe it worked We’d be heartless if asted it"

Newt only shrugged, closed his eyes

Minho turned and faced the huddled group of Gladers "Listen up! Number one priority is to protect Thomas and Teresa Get them to the Cliff and the Hole so--"

The sounds of the Grievers revving to life cut him off Thomas looked up in horror The creatures on both sides of their group see in and out of blubbery skin; their bodies shuddered and pulsed Then, in unison, the es unfolding, pointed at Tho their trap fored toward them

Alby’s sacrifice had failed rabbed Minho by the arh that!" He nodded toward the rolling pack of Grievers between the, spiked blubber, glistening with flashes of lights off steel They were even ht

Tholance The anticipation of fighting was al!" Teresa yelled "We have to do so!"

"You lead," Newt finally said to Minho, his voice barely irl Do it"

Minho nodded once, a steel look of resolve hardening his features Then he turned toward the Gladers "We head straight for the Cliff! Fight through the s toward the walls WhatThomas and Teresa to the Griever Hole!"

Tho ripped his poor excuse for a spear

We have to stay close together, he told Teresa Let theh that Hole He felt like a coward, but he knew that any fighting--and any deaths--would be in vain if they didn’t get that code punched, the door to the Creators opened

I know, she replied Stick together

"Ready!" Minho yelled next to Tho his barbrapped club into the air with one hand, a long silver knife in the other He pointed the knife at the horde of Grievers; a flash glinted off the blade "Now!"

The Keeper ran forithout waiting for a response Neent after hiht on his heels, and then the rest of the Gladers followed, a tight pack of roaring boys charging ahead to a bloody battle, weapons raised Thoo past, felt the for the perfect opportunity tointo Grievers filled the air--pierced with screaainst steel--Chuck ran past Thorabbed his arm