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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

their inspection, and the doctor reviewed the

silence, the

long as no one touched her, she could pretend they didn't

a few simple

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

She—"

"What is it?"

of her fingers show

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then immediately

a surge of

with her traumatic stress disorder, refused all

had a history of having her fingers cut

at a

there are only two options now. One, the engineering team figure out the design of this

being here means she has to live by the

most part. Two, we find the device that can communicate with her, but

master behind all

Both options were daunting.

place had managed to hold

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

using mirrors, they could redirect snatural

was quietly wiping his

"Beck?"

his voice hoarse.

bed, his mother imprisoned, and the

of sorrow, fighting

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facility."

Patric, with a decade of lan's memories, or Eric himself, they were

could pinpoint the location of the research

eyes again,

someone to

bear the sight any longer, Maja left the basement

they had spent the last night.