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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

their inspection, and the

few minutes of silence, the

no one touched her, she could pretend they

again. "Have we tried Braille? Just a few simple words, she might be able to

the doctor begun, "we've attempted that as well.

She—"

"What is it?"

fingers show signs

"What do you mean?"

had severed her three fingers once,

sharply, feeling a surge of rage in

now, Cynthia, with her traumatic stress disorder,

had a history of having her fingers cut off when trying to

were at

engineering team figure out the design of

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

Two, we find the device that can communicate with her,

master behind all

Both options were daunting.

this place had managed to hold Cynthia captive for

was to make the

using mirrors, they could redirect snatural light

at Beck, who was quietly

"Beck?"

his voice hoarse.

his mother imprisoned, and the Sanders family

pang of sorrow, fighting

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a decade of lan's memories,

just a sliver of memory, they could pinpoint the

eyes again,

send someone to find

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

and hurried back to where they had spent the last