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The right wall was closing fast, seeming to quicken its pace the more Thomas willed it to slow down. There were only seconds left until it shut completely. They had no chance of making it in time. No chance at all.  Thomas turned to look at Newt: limping along as well as he could, he’d only made it halfway to Thomas. 

He looked back into the Maze, at the closing wall. Only a few feet more and it’d be over. 

Minho stumbled up ahead, fell to the ground. They weren’t going to make it. Time was up. That was it. 

Thomas heard Newt scream something from behind him.

Scott: [to Allison] How come you don't point out when I ask good questions?

Allison: I don't love you like he does.