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.

barely met formally before, hardly knowing each other. Yet she harbored a deep-seated aversion

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was

had smuggled her into the base earlier, and now she was here with her wrist

crazed researchers, and her

darkened, followed by a

it, "No, it

her close, imprisoning

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

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

Maja?

to break free, her expression

"Who are you?"

never met the man in person.

his ear toward 00. The shot hit her shoulder.

a gun

He made to pull the trigger again but

are you doing? Who ordered you to

"Philip, I saw her."

hand was in her pocket, obviously concealing something. A dagger,

central hall, if she was

woman was a threat to Philip, he would

throat at any moment.

her protective suit not been torn, she might have maintained

in

around? Phil, take her to

cautiously,

"Tell him what?"

say she's the spitting image of Cynthia's

letting anyone near. Wasn't he curious what

was curious and he saw her, what would he do

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