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This book reminded me of Ender's Game. I did not like Ender's Game. I could spend a ton of review space pointing out all the parallels but I'd rather not think about it anymore. The main character is basically Ender, although his name has been changed to Thomas. He's a special little snowflake who is smarter and faster and better than everyone else without trying to be, and utterly one-dimensional. We get told often the specific emotions that he is "consumed" with on each page: how he wants to ask questions so badly he will go insane, how he has never wanted to punch someone in the face so badly than at this very moment, and we get treated to lots of images of Tom rolling his eyes at so-and-so because he's "so tired of his attitude." The other characters are just there for contrast and are given no personality, unless you count the grating slang that they speak in, with several English words thrown in for good measure. Most of the writing is just dreadful. This is far from a literary novel. Dashner uses so many extra words that don't need to be in there, just onslaughts of adverbs that pad out the length, and he repeats himself endlessly. Who was the target audience for this? Alzheimer's patients? That reminds me; one of my BIGGEST pet peeves are when people use mental disorders as adjectives. I have never seen an actual author do this so much until now. Not only is that insensitive, it's just plain shitty writing.