Book: The maze runner

"Don't confuse green with sour," he threatened. - There are more of us. Say: Who is this?

Overwhelmed by despair, he decided to sell his life as dearly as possible.

- KILL ME! At that moment, Newt's gaze cleared. As if for the last time, the friend emerged from the whirlpool of madness and said a little more calmly: - Please, Tommy, please.

- How would she know who you are? replied Minho. And then, it doesn't matter. If someone tries to kill you, me or anybody else of ours -- he will have to deal with all our company. Am I right?
- You're so sweet, snorted Frypan. - Go ahead and embrace death along with Thomas. But, I washed away under the guise. Guilt somehow survive.

- I wonder what this test is different from a Maze? In the Glade, we were locked inside walls and stocked with everything necessary for survival, but here nothing hinders, but almost no supplies. I think it's called irony.
- Sort of - agreed to Minho. You're a philosopher.

- Hell, - said newt, we are definitely in hell. Always know Minho, you're here you go, but I'm with you for company...

A couple of hours ago we had to take a break and sleep. However, thanks to Mr. Coney, he lightly slapped Thomas in the head - ran, as Tuzik, until dawn, to him. Nevertheless need to rest. Under the sheets, but will relax.

- Stop guessing, come on. It's time to look around. - Stretching sheet, Thomas tightly wrapped in it, like the old woman in a shawl. - Well, how?
- Stupid - said Minho. - That is how sancetta, scary which I never saw. Thank the gods for that made you guy.
Thank you.

This thing is dripping on your head, wraps around the face and bites into his neck. Bites clean. What a beauty. Just no words.

... Man must be a man regardless of the purpose and end result!

Even false hope is better than nothing...

- You eat look disgusting snorted Chuck, settling beside him on the bench. - Well, just starved pig, minaudi your pluk.

Kettle, if you think accomplished the feat, look here. You're just the most rassmy fucking weird rowed, of all fucked in the head fucked the most. You're already dead, just as we are.

Don't tell me that we'll fall down some stupid Tea!