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What belief?

Maja couldn't guess, not after hearing those words. She was too far gone to stay calm.

She took a deep breath. "So how do we communicate with her?"

Right now, communication was the biggest hurdle. Cynthia recoiled from any human contact, going into a state of distress with just

a touch.

And she couldn't hear if they spoke.

The doctor lifted a hand to massage his temple. "We haven't figured that out yet. We'll see if the engineering team can break

through the basement's defenses. Until then, we're being monitored around the clock."

He gestured to their surroundings.

Standing up, Maja scanned the area. "Can't we just cut the power?"

The engineering team shook their heads, clearly frustrated. "We can cut power everywhere on the island, but this circuit is

isolated. The main switch is encased in a solid steel box. We've tried shooting it, explosives, nothing damages it. Plus, it's got

backup from wind, solar, you nit."

Maja's impatience grew.

Meanwhile, Cynthia leaned against the wall, her forehead slick with sweat.

Just knowing there were people around her was overwhelming, covering her in sweat.

A chain was still clamped around her ankle. As she slid off the bed to move around, the clanking of the chain dragged across the

floor, echoing in the room.

Maja sat on the bed, suddenly feeling defeated.

Especially after watching Cynthia navigate to the bathroom with such familiarity, it was clear she knew the basement like the back

many years she'd been confined. Her skin was unnaturally

their inspection, and the doctor reviewed the notes

of silence, the bathroom door opened,

long as no one touched her, she could pretend

Just a few simple words, she might be able to understand

that as well. No

She—"

"What is it?"

her fingers show signs of

"What do you mean?"

her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them

feeling a surge of rage in her

now, Cynthia, with her traumatic stress disorder, refused all human

having her fingers cut off when trying to receive

were at

there are only two options now. One, the engineering team figure out the

her mind, being here means she has to live by the rules she's learned. Away from here,

find the device that can communicate with her,

behind

Both options were daunting.

had managed to hold Cynthia captive for so

Maja could do was to make the

using mirrors, they could

Beck, who was quietly wiping his eyes in

"Beck?"

turned quickly, his voice hoarse. "What do we do

father was unconscious in bed, his mother imprisoned,

pang of

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a sliver of memory, they could pinpoint the location of the research

eyes

someone

bear the sight any longer, Maja left the basement and

back to where they had spent