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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

years she'd been confined. Her skin was

continued their inspection, and the doctor

silence, the bathroom door opened, and

one touched her,

a few simple words, she might be able to

as well. No matter what we present her with, she

She—"

"What is it?"

her fingers show signs

"What do you mean?"

had severed her three fingers once, then immediately stitched

surge of rage

Cynthia, with her traumatic stress disorder, refused all

also had a history of having her fingers

at a

options now. One, the engineering team figure out the

mind, being here means she has to

device that can communicate with her, but

master behind

Both options were daunting.

place had managed to hold Cynthia

Maja could do was to make the basement a bit more bearable for

they could

quietly

"Beck?"

hoarse.

was unconscious in bed, his mother imprisoned, and the Sanders family had many

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facility."

decade of lan's memories, or Eric

memory, they could pinpoint

eyes again,

I'll send someone to

bear the sight any longer, Maja left the basement and felt the sun's warmth

Quentin's remains and hurried back to where they had spent the last night. But the building