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

engineering team continued their inspection, and the doctor reviewed the

few minutes of silence, the bathroom

no one touched her,

Braille? Just a few simple words, she might be able to

begun, "we've attempted that as well. No matter

She—"

"What is it?"

fingers show signs of

"What do you mean?"

her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them

sharply, feeling a surge of rage in

now, Cynthia, with her traumatic stress disorder, refused all human

her fingers cut off

at

engineering team figure out the design of

means she has to live by the rules

find the device that

behind

Both options were daunting.

wonder this place had managed to hold

make the basement a bit more

could redirect

Beck, who was quietly wiping

"Beck?"

his voice hoarse. "What do we do

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

pang of sorrow, fighting

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

of Eric's memories now, and he might remember sdetails about the Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

facility."

was Patric, with a decade of lan's memories, or Eric

sliver of memory, they could pinpoint the location of

eyes again,

someone

left the basement and

they had spent the last night. But the building

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