Thomas had a depressing - and scary - thought. 'Am I . . . replacing someone? Did somebody get killed?' Minho shook his head. 'No, we're just training you - someone'll want a break. Don't worry, it's been a while since a Runner was killed.' For some reason that last statement worried Thomas, though he hoped it didn't show on his face.
James DashnerShe smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didnโt belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.
James DashnerYouโre so sweet,' Frypan said with a snort. 'Go ahead and die with Thomas. I think Iโll sneak away and enjoy living with the guilt.
James DashnerI think Judy Blume, Stephen King, and Dean Koontz are the three authors responsible for my being where I am today. I owe them a lot.
James DashnerI promised I'd save him, take him home! I promised him!" . . . Thomas hugged Chuck to his chest, squeezed him as tightly as possible, as if that could somehow bring him back, or show thanks for saving his life, for being his friend when no one else would. Thomas cried, wept like he'd never wept before. His great, racking sobs echoed through the chamber like the sounds of tortured pain. (pg 358 hardback)
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