The realization probably clicks for everyone else right then too.
Gabriel was never imported into Sentinel.
He was born inside its reach.
His jaw tightens hard enough I hear his teeth grind.
“You experimented on children.”
The woman tilts her head slightly.
“We improved survivability.”
Mason mutters,
“Oh, I’m gonna kill this bitch.”
Valid response.
Very valid.
The doctor finally looks back toward me.
“And Subject Thirteen…”
Her smile softens strangely.
“You were our greatest success.”
Every instinct in my body recoils.
“No.”
“Oh yes.”
She folds her hands calmly.
“Your memory retention, emotional resilience, neurological adaptation—”
“STOP TALKING.”
My voice cracks through the room so violently even I barely recognize it.
The children flinch instantly.
Silence crashes down.
Tears burn behind my eyes.
Not weakness.
Rage.
“You let children die.”
The doctor’s expression doesn’t change.
“Some of the children failed stabilization.”
