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Astronia.

Maja scrolled through the endless barrage of online posts confirming that Wendy had been virtually tarred and feathered by the

unforgiving public. It was only then that she allowed herself a smidgen of satisfaction.

She couldn't bring herself to call Zoey. She knew it would just be another round of apologies and all that.

Right now it was better for anyone to disturb Zoey, who needed a little peace and quiet, stto rest up. Rubbing her tired

eyes, Maja shut her laptop, only to be gently chided by the woman beside her.

"You really should cut down on screen time, especially with the baby on the way."

Maja splashed swater on her face in the bathroom. When she returned, her eyes were still tinged with red. There had been no

word from lan for a week, she hadn't really had enough rest recently, and her nights were riddled with nightmares.

After dealing with the online storm back home, all she felt was exhaustion. Another day passed without a peep from lan. Maja was

growing impatient. She called Beck, hoping for a shred of news.

"Nothing yet, Maja. Don't get too worked up. The research base's layout is a maze; they might be out of reach for now."

"And what about Forbidden Island?” Was Cynthia still giving everyone the silent treatment?

Beck's smile faded at the mention of Forbidden Island, "It's the same. She screams whenever anyone tries to approach. No way to

communicate. The engineering department is working double-time, but the basement's design is too clever. It'll take months to

crack."

Feeling the weight of her concerns, Maja pressed her lip and ended the call. No matter how worried she was for lan, her only choice

was to wait in the hotel.

days familiarizing himself

exchanges with Walter had

delivered another batch of medications near Test Chamber 8; lan noticed

energy to greet as they saw

had wanted to parade him out like a Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

men before being

lending him an

tlan delivered meds, their gazes would meet. These few nights when he went

knew well that the boy recognized him, yet

spoken. During his there, he hadn't really heard the teen ever

were roars and

lab. Sarah was deeply engrossed in her

discussing the effects of

Chamber 8 tonight. He planned to

higher-ups were holed up.

bench, methodically handing over reagents to the Doctor, but Sarah didn’t take over, and furrowed her

instead.

Sarah's hand was trembling. She switched on a device aside that projected the faces

for one

was debating heatedly with the others, one hand propping against his chin, his lips

moment, the head of the

are your thoughts, Sarah? After all, you

out, a conference held by the higher-ups was underway about the fate of the weapon. The weapon's ferocity

it, though

members sat at the

glanced at the only unmasked man. Her image filled the central conference screen, the lab

should have it. Let's keep him in the chamber a few more

around the

was deemed high despite the

and the

smirk playing on his lips, "Indeed, just a few days left.

term."