Minho continued to struggle and scream. He managed to move his chair, sliding it back until he hit the wall farthest from the Griever. On the left side of the screen, something flashed into view, a blob with spikes dragging it along the ground. Right before it ran into Minho, it stopped. The metal spikes receded into its skin and the creature flattened out. Thomas was desperate now, seeing one of his few friends on the verge of serious damage – possibly even death. ‘Randall!’ he begged. ‘Listen to me! Please, just … stop that thing. Just stop it! Just … hear me out! Let me talk, and then if
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