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HANS CAME back in a moment later to announce that he was ready. Aislin turned to nod at Thomas whom they decided would be the first to have the implant removed. He started to stand from his seat when his hands suddenly balled into fists and slammed against the tabletop. Everyone started in surprise and stared at him warily.
"What the shuck, Thomas?" Minho questioned.
"I'm not—" His body jerked forwards before suddenly kicking out at his chair. The piece of furniture clattered onto the floor noisily and everyone around the table jumped up.
"Thomas!" Brenda exclaimed. "What's wrong?"
He tried to speak but a low moan came out instead and drool dribbled onto his chin. Then his entire body went rigid and still, as if his limbs had just snapped back into place. His back straightened and he turned stiffly to walk around the table.
"Uh, Thomas?" Minho tried again. "Are you okay?"
"No..." Teresa started. "I think he's being controlled."
The boy's head twitched from left to right before his gaze set on the front door. He started towards it and Gally stepped in his way. "You need to stop right there, buddy."
Thomas shoved him to the side as his balled fists remained in the air. His voice was tight as he said, "I can't...let you...do this."
"Yeah, something's definitely wrong," Cassandra muttered. She jolted when Thomas pushed people away, sending them tumbling or tripping around the cramped apartment. He was starting to scream now, the same sentence over and over. Jorge grabbed hold of his arm but Thomas lashed out, swinging his fist into the man's face. There was a spray of blood that shot out from his lip.
"Oh, no, I was afraid of this," Hans murmured from the other side of the room. Thomas' attention suddenly swivelled onto the old man and he stumbled towards the kitchen counter. His hand reached for a knife and pulled it out of its holder. He gripped it tightly in his hand as he held it up in front of his face.
Minho stepped forward to stop him. "Thomas, you gotta fight it! Get those shuck people out of your head!"
"I can't...let you...do this!" Thomas merely shouted back in reply before lunging forwards. Cassandra let out a scream just as Newt jumped onto Thomas' back. The blonde grabbed hold of Thomas' arm and they grappled with one another. The knife was knocked out of his hand and it clattered onto the floor.
Cassandra ran forwards to retrieve it before any harm could befall someone. Brenda and Jorge immediately rushed forwards to help restrain the boy. Together with Minho and Newt, they each held one of Thomas' limbs as he continued to thrash like a lunatic. They lifted him off the floor and hurriedly carried him towards the room that Hans had prepared. Pictures hanging on the walls crashed to the floor where he passed and glass shattered against the floorboards.
