NovelEnglishHis 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."
Hope flickered in Subject 8's eyes, and a genuine smile curved on his lips.
"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
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Sarah reached out and pinched his ear gently.
"If we don't head back now, they're going to find that hatch."
"I'll be caught whether | go back now or not. Doctor, please, takeback."
The weapon was created by Sarah; countless experiments had been inflicted upon each subject. Sarah always felt like she was
forgetting something important, searching for someone - perhaps a person she was desperately trying to protect.
It was this obsession that allowed her memory to gradually overcher body's natural recollection, the sobsession that had
allowed Eric to survive the experiments all those years ago.
And it was obsession that kept this eighteen-year-old boy alive. Obsession was such an inexplicable thing.
In the central hall, everyone was frantically searching for Subject 8, but then they saw Sarah emerge from the core lab with the
subject in tow, secured by a chain.
Relief washed over them, and they quickly locked the subject in the containment box.
"Does the subject only listen to the Doctor?"
"It hasn't imprinted yet. The higher-ups haven't decided who to assign this weapon to."
"Doctor's really something, huh? Not scared at all? She did tear a few people apart right in front of her back in the day."
"Would you be scared of a knife in your own hand?"
The researchers whispered amongst themselves as Sarah stood still outside the containment box, scanning the room. lan was
nowhere in sight.
lan had already returned to the core lab and, using the air ducts, had made his way to where Summer was being held.
He held a vial of drugs from the lab, overhearing voices below.
"Those eyes are so similar; | want to gouge them out."
"They're beautiful, Philip. | don't know how to thank you for this."
lan peered through the gap and saw Philip with 00, Phil, and an older man.
"If you're pleased, that's all that matters. | thought you'd be interested in Cynthia's daughter, given that you've taken Cynthia
captive."
Philip was already standing, his lips curled in amusement, "I'll leave you to it."
He'd intended to send Phil, but the urge to see this spectacle for himself had been too strong. A woman so similar to Maja ignited
something cruel within him.
He suddenly understood Summer's desire to keep Cynthia captive because he too felt an overwhelming urge to imprison Maja. The
thought grew more intense by the second; the lips were curled slightly, the warmness in his gaze laced with a hint of something
else.
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