And then the truth was clear as day. Thomas’s friends were being sent into the Maze and he wasn’t. He didn’t know if he’d ever be sent in. He was different from his friends, and no one could ignore it any more. They stood, backs against the wall, some glaring at him as if he’d known about this the whole time. As if he’d been lying to them. Even Newt, down at the end of the line, looked at Thomas, anger twisting his face. Thomas was absolutely crushed.
