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Chapter 315
VictoryAnne ViceHi all, There has been some question as to what was happening with updates. I have been fairly consistent updating almost every day. I've missed three days total this month. Some days I only update one chapter, some times three or more. This last week, I was sick and had doctors appointments which meant I couldn't update as often, but I did big updates yesterday and today to make up for the absence. For the rest of the month, there will be big updates daily, but it will slow down again at the beginning of October. Occasionally I take little breaks because of illness, vacation, or a need to take a break to be with my thoughts as I think up the next part of the story. Thank you all for your patience. As for when this story will end--you are all in the beginning third of the second book...
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[Cordelia]My eyes fly open, but the room is a blur of color and light. Moaning, I move my head from side to side. A nearby nurse places a cool cloth on my head."Give her another sedative," someone murmurs nearby. "She shouldn't see this."See what? What don't they want me to see?On the other side of the room, there are screaming voices, one male, and one female filling the space with a cacophony of misery, accompanied by the shrill sound of beeping monitors. "None of them! Do you hear me?" The booming male voice shouts. "None of them die! You save them all goddamn it or I will have your medical license. You hear me! You'll never practice medicine again!" "Calm down!" An authoritative female voice responds. "We'll do our best, Mr. Steele," she tries to whisper this next part but I can still hear it. "But if it comes to choosing, who should we prioritize? What would your wife want?""To become my wife," he blurts out. "We never got a chance to get married. And now you're going to sa
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[Cordelia]A small cry shatters the sorrow. Clark perks up, his whole body coming to attention. "Madeline," he turns his body away from me, like a flower seeking the sun, towards a small glass bed where two wiggling, swaddled bundles are curled up next to one another, one of them fussing more than the other. He picks her up and begins singing a sorrowful melody, something nonsensical that I'm confident he must be making up on the spot. The little spot of hair I see plastered to the side of her head is ink-black and curly. As soon as he picks up one the other starts to cry and soon he has a little red head in his other hand. "Cassandra, don't be jealous," he sniffles, smiling brightly through his tears for his daughters. "Papa has two arms." He bounces them up and down. I wish I could laugh at the tender scene, but my heart hurts as I look over and see the figure on the bed. She almost looks like she's a sleeping princess. Except that she's impossibly pale as if her skin has been was
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[Atlas]I try not to think about how I just left my wife in the hands of others while I chased down the madman who had promised to help her. I'm praying that at least one of the people left on the beach has some medical training. I didn't have time to ask them what they'd do if Jude didn't help because I never thought it would get this far. I expected to catch him before he breached the treeline.But now that I am chasing him, I think back to some of the conversations Cordelia has had about our time apart. She had said something about how she and Jude used to run together sometimes, and how he used to slow himself down so that she could keep up. Cordelia is an excellent runner. She's always been in top shape. But Jude is faster. Much faster. I'm fit, but I'm not a runner. It doesn't take long for Jude to outpace me, leaving me tired and gasping for air. I push a little harder, fueled by adrenaline and the need to save my wife.But Jude's always just out of reach until eventually he
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[Atlas]"What are you talking about?" I demand. "My mother has been dead for decades, Jude. Keep her name, and her memory, out of your mouth."Doesn't he realize how close he is to becoming a body left on the beach? He's already pushed his luck beyond most of our limits. "Oh, but she's still here. She's everywhere. Her family built this place.""Her family?" I ask but he doesn't respond.Jude is standing on the other side of the room next to a large bookcase that curves along the wall and reaches up several rows to the ceiling. He sets the book he is reading back on the shelf and without looking up grabs another."This system is archaic but complete. I do appreciate the craftsmanship," he continues to look through the collection without looking up. "Keeping notes by hand with this much detail and skill is a dying art.""Why are we here?" I demand. This feels like a dangerous waste of time. "What was so important about this place that you'd drag me out here instead of just helping
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[Atlas]When I open my eyes, it is completely dark. I am damp and my back is sore, as if someone had dragged me over rocks and sand. Feeling the back of my head, I surmise that is exactly what happened while I was asleep. "I'm sorry I had to do that," the voice of the woman from the lab speaks to me from the darkness above my head. I can barely make out her silhouette and the features of her face are obscured. "But I couldn't have you hurting him. He's far too useful." Groaning I close my eyes."Do you have a headache?" she inquires. I want to ask her to stop talking, but my mouth isn't working correctly. It's numb and as I sit there open-mouthed, I am unable to close it. "Poor dear. I'm sorry about that. Your eyesight should also return soon. That vaccine always had a few...quirks." Blinking, her face is slowly becoming clear. Her voice is familiar, but I can't quite place it. I feel like it's something from a faded dream. Half of it is covered by a gauzy scarf that is just thick
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[Cordelia]When the man who betrayed you tells you that someone else is even less trustworthy than he is, you listen, or at least I do. But now that I'm sitting across from her, it is getting harder and harder to deny her charm and good nature. She seems genuinely interested in making things right by Atlas and Clark. I take a few more bites of my late breakfast, watching her interact with her two sons. There is a lightness about them now as if their load has been lifted at least a little bit. But while I am grateful to her for bringing the spark back into Clark's eyes, and the hope back into Atlas' heart, I can't help that my mind is spinning and twirling about the possibility of her being another backstabber waiting to strike. "I've taken a look at Mathilda's condition," she squeezes Clark's hand and I find myself ruffling internally when he doesn't back away. "I think she has a chance to wake, but she'll need more time to heal. I have a serum back at the island that might help, bu
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[Cordelia]I turn around. Tilly is sitting straight up out of bed. Her eyes are open. "Tilly," I gasp. She came back. She might just make it after all.Rushing to her side, I call her name. "Tilly!" But her head does not turn and her eyes are staring blankly ahead. Her heart rate monitor is beeping rapidly, the sound filling the room with anxious trills. "Tilly," I place my hand on hers. I feel a spark of static electricity. Her head slowly turns. She blinks once, twice. A spark of light returns to her eyes. "Somebody help!" I scream unable to tear my eyes from hers as I watch in shock as the realization of her situation clicks into place. She reaches for the tube to her ventilator and her eyes widen in panic.Tilly blinks at me with pleading eyes. I don't know how to help, I need to help. Releasing her hand I run to the door. "HELP!!" I continue to scream. "PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!"Two nurses push me aside as they enter the room. They immediately begin adjusting wires and sensors,
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