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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

team continued their inspection, and the doctor reviewed

silence, the bathroom door opened, and

her, she could

Just a few

that as well. No matter what we present her

She—"

"What is it?"

of her fingers show

"What do you mean?"

had severed her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them back

feeling a surge of rage

her traumatic stress disorder,

history of having her fingers cut

at a

two options now. One, the engineering team figure out the design of

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

master behind all

Both options were daunting.

to hold Cynthia captive

now, all Maja could do was to make the basement a bit more bearable

could redirect

who was quietly

"Beck?"

quickly, his voice hoarse. "What do

his mother imprisoned, and the Sanders family had many waiting

of sorrow,

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

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of lan's

they could pinpoint the location of

eyes again,

I'll send someone to find

longer, Maja left the basement

where they had spent the last night. But