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Chapter 122

“Where the hell are the babies?” Adam asked, spinning around to look at all of the containers in the room where they were standing. There were hundreds of containers sitting on the tables. The amber fluid within them was still, the cords and tubes that were hooked up to each of them not making a noise or moving in anyway. 

“It doesn’t make sense,” Rain said, walking slowly down the row where they’d all landed after exiting the air vent. “They couldn’t have possibly taken all of the babies over the Bridge, and without these incubators, they’d die.”

“Is it possible that all of the fetuses grew large enough to be taken out of their incubators while you were on the road or training?” Crichton asked, adjusting her helmet. 

Rain shook her he

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