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His gaze had collided with lan's countless times, and there was this hunch in his gut, a feeling that lan might just be the one he'd

been waiting for.

Sarah lifted her hand and tousled his hair affectionately.

"Maybe he is."

"You don't have faith in him, Doctor?"

"I have faith in everyone, but I'm always let down in the end."

A shadow passed over Subject 8's face, his hand absentmindedly fidgeting with the jade beads around his neck.

Sarah lifted her hand again and continued tousling his hair.

"But the disappointment won't last forever. We'll get out of here, and you'll see your family again."

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"Yeah, to see my family."

He couldn't remember what his family looked like. The more he tried to recall, the more muddled his memories became.

But he knew that once, someone had held his hand tightly and never let go. He knew the story behind the bead he wore. He had to

leave this place, to see his family again.

His memory had been wiped once already, and the recollection of his arrival at this base had long since faded. The only world he

could remember was the one within these walls.

out and pinched

now, they're

be caught whether I go back

experiments had been inflicted upon each subject. Sarah always felt like

searching for someone - perhaps a person she was

that allowed her memory to gradually

Eric to survive the experiments all those

that kept this eighteen-year-old boy alive. Obsession was such an inexplicable

8, but then they saw Sarah emerge from the

secured by

and they quickly locked the subject

subject only listen to the

hasn't imprinted yet. The higher-ups haven't decided

She did tear a few people apart right in front of her back

be scared of a knife in your own

amongst themselves as Sarah stood still outside the

nowhere in sight.

the core lab and, using the air ducts, had made his way to

held a vial of drugs from the lab, overhearing

eyes are so similar; I

beautiful, Philip. I don't know how to thank

through the gap and saw Philip with 00, Phil,

pleased, that's all that matters. I thought you'd be interested in

captive."

his lips curled in amusement,

but the urge to see this spectacle for himself had been too

something cruel within him.

Summer's desire to keep Cynthia captive because he too felt an overwhelming urge to imprison Maja.

the lips were curled slightly, the warmness in his gaze

else.