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Sarah slowly smoothed her disheveled locks and plucked a tissue from the stack beside her to dab at her lips.

“lan, how many folks you got on the outside?”

The moment the words left her lips, lan knew that the map had indeed cfrom her. But as the key researcher in the project, she

shouldn't have had the chance to step foot outside.

“At the research base, we're talking a couple dozen. Beyond that, sky's the limit.”

Sarah lifted a hand to her temple, massaging it as she rose to her feet and walked out. lan trailed behind her, navigating the

extended corridor until they stopped at the research bench. Only then did she grip the icy edge of the countertop before her.

“As many as I want, huh? I suppose that answer will do.”

“And your role, Doctor?”

Sarah gazed blankly at the vial before her, a smile suddenly playing at her lips.

“I need a team, the bigger, the better. I want out of this place.”

She had set her sights on lan because she needed an ally. The effort it took to send that map was her at her limits. Despite

garnering ample trust within the base, she still couldn't leave.

“How did you manage to send out that map, Doctor?”

lukewarm water and took a sip. Sweat had already begun to bead on her forehead in the

make the map too obvious, but

deciphered the map because he knew about a secret passage on Forbidden Island. By working

he'd pieced

So, he surmised that another part of the map

a guess since he

her physical state

you

“First, take out Summer.”

could sense a potent emotion in her tone - not

then what? Got an escape

to forge a path out. Before, my own strength was

“Doctor, I've been here for over a week. Why didn’t

“My situation’s been unstable.”

“What do you mean?”

temple as the sweat slid down her cheeks

years back, I helped a guy who bore sresemblance to you. He's the only one

I thought the experiments would get the better of him,

in his chest. Without further explanation, he knew that man was his brother, Eric. Sarah pulled out

fingers trembling slightly.

talent. He was cautious, but he slipped up. I thought it was a death Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

endured countless experiments daily, all on his

a person's memories, transplanting them into another brain. The

crude.”