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

their inspection, and the doctor reviewed

minutes of silence, the bathroom door

no one touched her, she could pretend they

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

attempted that as well. No matter what we present her with, she won't

She—"

"What is it?"

of her fingers show signs of

"What do you mean?"

her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them

feeling a surge

with her traumatic

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

were at a

the engineering team

here means she has to live by the rules she's learned. Away

device that can communicate with her,

master behind

Both options were daunting.

managed to

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

they could redirect snatural

looked at Beck, who was quietly wiping his

"Beck?"

his voice hoarse.

father was unconscious in bed, his mother imprisoned, and the Sanders family had

felt a pang of sorrow, fighting back

to dig into that research facility.

find Patric. He holds most of Eric's memories now, and he might remember sdetails about the Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

facility."

a decade of lan's

they could pinpoint the location of the

eyes again,

someone to

longer, Maja left the basement and felt

hurried back to where they had spent the last night. But

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