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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?”

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

a close shave. I couldn't make the map too obvious, but lucky for me, you

had deciphered the map because he knew about a secret

he'd pieced it

map would have been gibberish. So, he surmised that another part of

bit of a guess since he was investigating

to massage her temple, her physical state

do you

“First, take out Summer.”

to die. He could sense

gone, then what?

yet. But now, I can start to forge a path out.

here for over a

“My situation’s been unstable.”

“What do you mean?”

press at her temple as the sweat slid down her

bore sresemblance to you.

work. I thought the experiments would get the better of him, that he'd die

chest. Without further explanation, he knew that man was his brother,

fingers trembling slightly.

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He endured countless experiments daily, all on his person. Back then, the

memories, transplanting them into another brain. The technology existed long before, but

crude.”