Gabriel laughs harshly from behind cover.
“Listen to him. Still selling nightmares like medicine.”
Wu’s attention flicks toward Gabriel briefly.
“You survived because Hannah intervened on your behalf repeatedly during training.”
The tunnel goes still again.
I stare at Gabriel.
He won’t look at me.
No.
No no no—
“You were there?”
Gabriel’s jaw tightens.
“Yes.”
My chest tightens painfully.
“You knew me.”
His silence says enough.
Avery coughs again.
Harder this time.
Blood spills down her chin.
Clay kneels beside her carefully despite the rifles aimed at all of us.
“You move her, she dies,” he says quietly.
Wu doesn’t respond.
Because he knows Clay’s right.
Avery grabs my wrist suddenly.
Weak.
Shaking.
But desperate.
“Hannah…”
Her eyes lock onto mine.
“You have to remember the room.”
Fear slices through me instantly.
