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BAM! I woke with a start after shooting newt for what seemed like the hundredth time." Are you ok thomas?" Minho asked. Oh, it was just a little dream. Wait, did that ever happen? Did I KILL newt??? I did. I had killed my best friend. We were sitting in a large circular room with the other boys from the Glade. "Yeah I'm fine." I muttered, not wanting to tell him about newt. "OK well we got another message from WICKED." Minho said nervously. "They,still want us to hand to over." "OK and you're not right?" I asked getting supicious. "Uhhh..." minho said and started fidgeting with his belt. "Guys what's wrong you all look sick?" I asked. "I'm sorry Thomas I really am but we voted and decided that all our lives, we're more important than yours, being one versus many. I'm so sorry." Then someone hit the back of my head and I blacked out once again.
No More Thominho :-\
