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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.

and the doctor reviewed the

few minutes of silence, the bathroom door opened, and

long as no one touched her, she could

Braille? Just a few simple words, she

Pennyfeather," the doctor begun, "we've attempted that as well. No matter what we present her

She—"

"What is it?"

her fingers

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them back

surge of rage in her

traumatic stress

of having her fingers cut off

at

two options now. One, the engineering team figure out

In her mind, being here means she has to live by

return for the most part. Two, we find the device that can communicate with her, but chances are it's with

master behind

Both options were daunting.

to hold Cynthia captive for so

to make

they could redirect snatural

looked at Beck, who was quietly wiping his eyes

"Beck?"

hoarse. "What do we do

bed, his mother imprisoned, and the Sanders family had many waiting

a pang of

facility. Those with gifts on Forbidden Island, they're taken

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of lan's memories, or Eric himself,

a sliver of memory, they could

eyes again, composed

send someone to

Maja left the

hurried back to where they had spent the last night. But the building was now rubble,