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Rose took my nose, I suppose," he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. "And it really blows.

Hello, Noses!

He forced himself forward trying to seem innocent without acting like someone who was guilty who was trying to act innocent.

Did Thomas the boring slinthead actually make a joke?

Puede que esas cosas sean sanguinarias, pero no son más tontas porque no se entrenan

The older man's bushy gray eyebrows bunched up in the middle as if they were hairy bugs trying to mate.

Who am I nicknamed after?" "I don't know, Darwin, maybe? The dude who figured out evolution." "I bet no one's ever called him a dude before.

Klunk's another word for poo. Poo makes a klunk sound when it falls in our pee pots." Thomas looked at Chuck, unable to believe he was having this conversation. "That's nice" was all he could manage.

She's immune to the Flare. Use her. Do it before the crazy people find you.

Though something told him there was a better chance of Gally bringing him flowers than of passing a day in the Glade with nothing strange happening.

Like living nightmares, missing only a death certificate to make them official zombies.

yelled, but Chuck was already off the box and running

Griever? Seriously? I thought your parents banned you from that game.

Zart the Fart, you start." There were a few snickers as Zart, the quiet big guy who watched over the Gardens, shifted in his seat.

Jorge already did—checked the Berg tracking system. They went to a city called Denver.

Strangely enough, he felt his fear whisked away like a swarm of gnats caught in the wind, replaced by an intense curiosity.

It was a folder, marked as plainly as the rest, practically lost within a list of a hundred others that were empty. It was titled KILL ORDER.

Usually he went stark naked to experience the full effects of the sensory elements within the Coffin.

when you were barely five years old you begged me to let you read that Stephen King novel and I made you stick to Judy Blume.

Brenda sat back in her chair and let out a sigh. "That wasn't so bad." Yeah, Thomas thought, the bad part's coming up.

I promised I'd save him, take him home! I promised him!

Thomas shivered. He would know that voice anywhere. It was Janson.

just call me dweebish?" I asked. "What exactly does that mean, anyway?" "It means reeking little boys who run off and get special powers so their brothers can't beat the crud out of them anymore." Everyone tried to laugh, but it was very weak.

Thomas was hit with a wave of confusion, blistered with panic.