They couldn't get Dylan out just yet. If he vanished from the glass tank now, the base would realize there was people coming in

from outside, and a thorough sweep would follow. That would spell disaster for lan and the others still inside; they'd all be exposed

and never stand a chance to escape.

lan's immediate task was to return to the vent, retrieve the dozen or so canisters of compressed gas he'd tossed out, and put them

back in place. Through that way he could clear himself of any suspicion.

"Walter, head back to your post."

Walter's mouth twitched, "And what about him?" He was pointing at Dylan.

lan massaged his temples, "He's still breathing, not dead yet. If we pull him out now, we're as good as dead."

They were all clever, and wouldn't be unable to see clearly the gravity of the situation. Walter quickly made his exit, and lan

returned to the core research lab.

The lab was untouched, but Sarah, who should've been conducting experiments there, was nowhere to be found.

lan didn't dwell on her absence. He hurried back to his room, crawled through the air ducts, retrieved all the canisters, and

managed to sneak them back into the lab without anyone noticing.

Sarah, on the other hand, had already left her lab in the middle of the commotion outside, standing amidst the chaos.

She caught sight of Philip making his way through the turmoil. He grabbed a woman in the fray.

Sarah's pupils contracted sharply as she recognized the woman's face. Pushing past the frantic researchers blocking her path, she

strode toward Philip's location.

met formally before, hardly knowing each other. Yet she harbored

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was holding was

now she was here with her wrist in

the crazed researchers, and her

followed by a

his thought, he denied it,

her close, imprisoning

face, but even the mannerisms, so similar. What a surprise.

was sharp; he didn't believe in such coincidences. This resemblance had to

Maja?

to break free, her

"Who are you?"

but had never met the man in person. Philip

whizzed past his ear toward 00. The shot

Phil with a

having rushed to the scene. He made to pull the trigger again but saw Philip

Who ordered you

"Philip, I saw her."

pocket, obviously concealing something. A dagger, perhaps, or a

all around the central hall, if she was holding one, she surely intended to

this woman was a

throat at any moment. Because his animosity towards Maja left

to hide. Had her protective suit not been torn, she might

in his eyes, grasped

kill me. Seen Summer around? Phil, take her to Summer. Tell

cautiously, still

"Tell him what?"

say she's the spitting image

Cynthia locked away for years, never letting anyone near. Wasn't he curious

he was curious and he saw

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