"Newt!" I yell, running over to him as he re-enters the Glade. "Gotta ask you something, shank."
"Cant...talk," Newt pants. "Need...air."
"Newt...you don't understand. I found something. In the Maze."
Newt whirls around to look at me. "What? You found something?"
"Yeah. There's some shuckin' signs out in the Maze. I don't know what they mean...and I wanted to know if you had seen them..." I trail off.
Newt thinks, then shakes his head. "No. I've never noticed them. What do they say?"
"World In Catastrophe-Killzone Experiment Department. What do you think it means?"
"I dunno. But probably nothing good."
"Couldn't have said it better myself."
Shuck it. One thing I will say about living in the Glade, we're never bored. Ever.