Just Follow Me And Run Like Your

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.

Kill Me!" And Then Newt's Eyes Cleared, As If He'd Gained One Last Trembling Gasp Of Sanity, And His Voice Softened. "please, Tommy. Please." With His Heart Falling Into A Black Abyss, Thomas Pulled The Trigger.

You Get Lazy, You Get Sad. Start Givin' Up. Plain And Simple.

All Things Happen For A Purpose.

Such A Display Of Death - How Could It Be Considered A Victory?