“A twisted, pale figure writhing in agony, chest bare and hideous. Tight, rigid cords of sickly green veins webbed across the boy’s… — James Dashner Copy Share Image
“-Si no estás asustado -dijo-, no eres humano. Si actúas de otra manera, te voy a arrojar por el Acantilado porque eso… — James Dashner Copy Share Image
“A few minutes passed, and Thomas felt the long day finally catch up to him, the leaded edge of sleep crossing over… — James Dashner Copy Share Image
“Newt was sitting on the ground with Frypan and Minho, all three looking as if they were waiting for the end of… — James Dashner Copy Share Image
