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.

had barely met formally before, hardly knowing each other.

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Philip was holding

was here with her wrist in his grip. Her protective suit

crazed researchers, and her face

followed by

his thought, he denied it, "No, it can't be Maja, but the likeness is

close, imprisoning her in

so similar. What a surprise. Is lan

didn't believe in such coincidences. This resemblance had to be intentional. But who

Maja?

tried to break

"Who are you?"

but had never met the man in person. Philip raised an eyebrow, and

speak, a bullet whizzed past his ear toward 00. The shot hit her shoulder. She looked toward the source

a

disheveled, clearly having rushed to the scene. He made to pull the trigger again but

Who ordered you

"Philip, I saw her."

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

central hall, if she was

to Philip above all. If this woman was a threat to Philip,

throat at any moment. Because his animosity towards Maja left her

Had her protective suit not been torn,

a gentle smirk in his

kill me. Seen Summer around? Phil, take her

approached cautiously,

"Tell him what?"

the spitting image of Cynthia's

years, never letting anyone

and he saw her,

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