Thomas and Chuck in the glade
fun fact: James Dashner, author of The Maze Runner, came to my middle school a billion years ago and spent the entire time talking about how weird looking his kids are.
My name is Thomas, he thought.
"If you ain't scared you ain't human."
“[Minho] pulled one of his knives from a pocket and, without missing a beat, cut a big piece of ivy off the wall. He threw it on the ground behind him and kept running. “Bread crumbs?” Thomas asked, the old fairy tale popping into his mind. Such odd glimpses of his past had almost stopped surprising him. “Bread crumbs,” Minho replied. “I’m Hansel, you’re Gretel.”
R u n b o y r u n … the sun will be guiding you
R u n b o y r u n … they’re dying to stop you
R u n b o y r u n … this race is a prophecy
R u n b o y r u n … break out from society
By the end of the day, the Gladers had turned into a small army. A very pathetic, ill-prepared Army, Thomas thought, but an army all the same.