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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.

himself with the layout,

Walter

Chamber 8; lan noticed the researchers hadn't slept for

energy to greet

gone berserk the previous night. The higher-ups had wanted to parade him out like a Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

the boy had gruesomely clawed two men before being sedated and

traces of blood, lending

delivered meds, their gazes would meet. These few nights when he went to the hatch, he'd

well that the boy recognized him, yet he

there, he hadn't really heard the teen ever speak. All he

roars and

his delivery, lan returned to Sarah's core lab. Sarah was deeply

the effects of a

Chamber 8 tonight. He planned to create

higher-ups were holed up.

lab bench, methodically handing over reagents to the Doctor, but

instead.

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

one - the uniformed man

crossed, the uniformed man was debating heatedly with the others, one hand propping against his chin, his lips curled

head of the table addressed

all, you are the one

underway about the fate of the weapon. The weapon's ferocity

and now a few chairpersons coveted it, though there was only one to

seven core members

her lashes, Sarah glanced at the only unmasked man. Her image filled the

have it. Let's keep him in the chamber

just around the

was deemed high despite the numbers,

was global, and the privileges of the chairpersons

raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips,

term."