The New Boy Thomas helped me up from the ground and I tried my best not to look at the dead bodies for more than I had to, we half walked, half stumbled over to Newt, who was still by the bank of light switches, his terrified gaze darting between the corpses hanging throughout the room. Minho joined us, swearing under his breath. I glanced over to see a yellow door with a brass handle, I w...
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