NovelEnglishA week had passed and there was still no sign of lan.
Maja, pregnant and weighed down by the epidemic plaguing the land, had finally been persuaded to return to North America, her
spirit in tatters.
Yet, sremained, steadfast in their search for lan, reporting every new body unearthed each day.
When Maja arrived back at the Sanders family residence, she felt as though she was floating, her steps devoid of solidity.
Meanwhile, Sarah had barely set foot in the place before she was whisked away to concoct an antidote for Augus.
The first tshe laid eyes on Augus, something flickered in her memory. As she surveyed the room, deep-seated recollections
slowly surfaced from the depths of time.
Beck, pacing anxiously beside her, broke the silence.
"Doctor, do you know how to whip up this antidote?"
" do.
Her response was level, almost detached as she listed the necessary ingredients, "Get these ready. Givethree days, and I'll
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthave the antidote brewed."
"Fantastic!" Beck's eyes sparkled with hope, and he immediately set about gathering the materials.
Sarah didn't linger. Once the antidote was ready, she administered it to Augus. But that very afternoon, news cfrom Forbidden
Island: Cynthia was dead - an inexplicable, sudden death.
Beck was shocked, frantically seeking answers about what had happened.
"Mr. Sanders, we've no clue ourselves. No one was with her. Everything was just as it had been the day before, but she collapsed
out of nowhere."
Confusion reigned in Beck's mind as he prepared to venture to Forbidden Island. Maja, upon hearing the news, insisted on joining
him. Beck worried for her; she'd always cared deeply for Cynthia and had cso far in hopes of finding her.
In the end, they set off together, Sarah in tow. Ever since arriving at the Sanders family residence, Sarah had been a silent
presence, engrossed in her research, barely interacting with the rest.
Now and then, Maja caught Sarah's intense gaze at her, laden with complexity as if she bore unspoken words.
Yesterday, Maja had cornered her, seeking the truth, "Do you know me?"
But Sarah simply shook her head, offering a smile, "You just remindof someone I'm looking for."
"And who might that be?"
"My daughter."
After saying that, she looked at the distance, "But | suppose she's lost tonow."
Even if they were face to face, it seemed they could never return to the beginning.
Maja thought her daughter must be dead and pressed no further. Now that Sarah was coming to Forbidden Island, Maja didn't
object.
Upon their arrival, the construction crew was waiting, a palpable unease among them. After all they had been responsible for
Cynthia, and now she was dead, inexplicably so.
Maja moved quickly, rushing to the bed where the woman lay. She was much older, her eyes still covered with a blindfold, living in
a world devoid of sight and sound, terrified of human contact.
Maja had always believed she could save her, but facing the lifeless body before her, she realized she would never find Lillian
again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrom the year Lillian left, Maja knew she was lost to her forever. Now, she reached out to hold Cynthia's hand, seizing the courage
she lacked in life. In life, Cynthia would have resisted.
Her hand was cold, stiffened in death. Maja held on for only a moment before the trembling in her fingers bectoo much to
bear.
"Burn it all down. If we can't tear it down, destroy it."
Her voice sounded choked as she spoke; as she couldn't help but turn her head, her gaze inadvertently met Sarah's.
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