Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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

one knew how many years she'd been confined. Her skin was

continued their inspection, and the doctor reviewed

a few minutes of silence, the bathroom

as no one touched her, she

"Have we tried Braille? Just a few

that as well. No matter what we present her

She—"

"What is it?"

of her fingers show

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then

surge of rage

traumatic

had a history of having her fingers cut

were at a

One, the engineering team figure out the design

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

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

master behind

Both options were daunting.

place had managed to hold Cynthia captive for so

now, all Maja could do was to make the basement a bit more bearable for Cynthia's

using mirrors, they could redirect snatural

who was quietly wiping his eyes in the

"Beck?"

voice hoarse. "What

imprisoned, and

felt a pang of sorrow,

we need to dig into that research facility. Those with gifts on Forbidden Island, they're taken

remember sdetails about

facility."

decade of lan's memories, or

a sliver of memory, they could pinpoint the location

wiped his eyes

I'll send someone to

any longer, Maja left the

had spent the last night.