In the cabin, Drake rested his face on his hand and stared at the mirror that displayed Debra's every move. "Sir..."

"What do you think she's doing?"

"She..."

Peter looked over and saw Debra curling up in the corner, unmoving.

"Maybe she's scared."

"Scared?"

Drake raised an eyebrow. He'd seen people terrified out of their minds in this same room, but none of them acted like Debra.

That was not fear.

"Make some noise."

"Yes, sir."

Peter went out, and soon after, the muffled sound of women screaming echoed from the adjacent room. Debra, however, remained in the same position. Peter returned. "It's done, sir."

frowned, observing Debra's lack of

with?" he asked, suddenly

"Huh?"

snapped out of it, grabbed the keys, and went to open the

swung open, Debra remained slumped in the corner. Drake strode forward, yanking her up by the arm.

frowned and

whispered, "is

it obvious?"

flinched, silently

arms and ordered, "Go get

out,

and kill Debra. Now Peter wasn't sure

doctor arrived, checking Debra's condition before shaking his head grimly. "Her fever's dangerously high. She needs immediate treatment, or

scoffed, "It's just a fever. What's the

him a

almost

it

degrees. If this keepsve cause brain

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