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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 his ear

don't head back now, they're going to find that

be caught whether I go back now or not. Doctor, please,

weapon was created by Sarah; countless experiments had been

- perhaps a person she

memory to gradually overcher

to survive the experiments

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

was frantically searching for Subject 8, but

secured by

over them, and they quickly locked the subject in the

only

imprinted yet. The higher-ups haven't decided who to assign this weapon

She did tear a few

a knife in your own

themselves as Sarah stood still outside the containment box, scanning the room. lan

nowhere in sight.

to the core lab and, using the air ducts, had made his way to where Summer was being

vial of drugs from the lab,

so similar; I

Philip. I don't know how to

and saw Philip with 00,

you'd be interested in Cynthia's daughter, given that you've

captive."

lips curled in

Phil, but the urge to see this spectacle for himself had been too strong. A woman

something cruel within him.

to keep Cynthia captive because he too felt an overwhelming urge to imprison Maja.

grew more intense by the second; the lips were curled slightly, the warmness

else.