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.

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woman Philip was holding was

now she was here with

and her face bore

darkened, followed by a

finish his thought, he denied it, "No,

pulled her close, imprisoning her in his

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

resemblance had

Maja?

tried to break free,

"Who are you?"

knew of Philip by file, but had never met the man

as he was about to speak, a bullet whizzed past his ear toward

a gun

rushed to the scene. He made to

are you doing? Who ordered

"Philip, I saw her."

was in her pocket, obviously concealing something. A dagger, perhaps, or a vial of sdrugs. With hazardous

central hall, if she was holding

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

gripping a small knife, ready to slit Philip's throat at any moment. Because his animosity towards

her protective suit not been torn, she might

in his

won't kill me. Seen Summer around? Phil, take her to

cautiously,

"Tell him what?"

spitting

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

he saw her,

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