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And, against my will, the numbers embedded in my vision began to spill from my mouth. \u201cSeven\u2026 Twelve\u2026 Twenty-three\u2026 Forty-one\u2026 Fifty-six\u2026\u201d The sequence flowed out, as if reciting a rehearsed script. My heart pounded heavily, the echoing laughter of the Supervisor cutting through the dense fog in my mind. The realization hit me with the weight of a supernova: I had finally broken. The one secret, the key to immense power and fortune, had been unwillingly torn from me. \u201cWell done, Ceara,\u201d the Supervisor gloated, his voice dripping with satisfaction.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2026 You exploit my ability to\u2026 to win\u2026 a game of\u2026 of chance?\u201d I said between painful breaths. \u201cOf course not,\u201d the Supervisor said. \u201cIt is but a test of your ability. With the power of foresight in my hands, there\u2019s no limit to what I can achieve. I will be invincible.\u201d Despair weighed heavily on my chest. The feel of the cold metal restraints seemed to cut deeper, the sound of my own ragged breathing a testament to my shattered resolve.<\/p>\n

In that moment, every sensation, every emotion, was heightened. The tang of the serum, the cold sweat forming on my brow, the hollow echo of the Supervisor\u2019s laughter, the shimmering light of the holo-display, and the hauntingly familiar scent of the Yllandra Tree. And just when hopelessness threatened to consume me, a gentle whisper tickled my senses, a soft touch on the periphery of my mind.<\/p>\n

Ellie. Even in this dire moment, the thought of her provided a glimmer of hope. I clung to that thought, letting her presence wash over me. The weight on my chest lightened, the metallic restraints no longer seemed as confining. Yes, the Supervisor had won a battle today, but he had not won the war. The strength of our bond, the power of our shared vision, was something he could never understand, much less control.<\/p>\n

The Supervisor, engrossed in his victory, didn\u2019t notice the defiant glint in my eyes. For every move he made, every card he played, I now had an even stronger reason to fight back: not just for my freedom, but for our shared future, a future where Ellie and I could be together, unhindered by the manipulations of power-hungry beings. Today, the Supervisor might laugh, basking in the illusion of control, but tomorrow, with Ellie by my side, we\u2019d have the last laugh.<\/p>\n

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Join Tammy\u2019s newsletter to get exclusive access to every epilogue she ever writes, stay updated with new releases, and more! Join Tammy\u2019s newsletter here. OceanofPDF.com T 1 ELLIE he guard shoved me forward and slammed the door shut. Before I could utter so much as a whimper, he snapped the lock into place, and his heavy footsteps marched back the way he had come. The way we had come. Only now, it was just me in this cell. In this cage, with this monster. The room was dark; the only light source was a glass wall.<\/p>\n

It looked out on the prison, but even that did little more than give the tiny space an otherworldly green hue as it was the middle of the night, and the other cells were silent. I turned hesitantly toward the darkness. Where I knew the beast to be. Few knew this prisoner even existed at Ikmal.<\/p>\n

Because, officially, he didn\u2019t exist. I tried to keep the few details I knew about this prisoner from my mind. I didn\u2019t want him to read them on my face. I shuffled toward the dark sheathe of the shadows, my medical tools sweaty in my quivering palms. I stopped at the darkness\u2019s edge, as sharp as a blade. I looked back at the cell door.<\/p>\n

It was pointless to do so as no one would come in and rescue me. Not now. I shuffled a little closer to the darkness and managed to lift my foot, preparing to step into the shadowy recesses\u2014 And I froze, my foot hanging limply a foot off the ground. The shadows! I thought.<\/p>\n

The shadows\u2026 they moved! I was sure of it! I stared into them even harder but wasn\u2019t sure if what I had seen \u2014 what I thought I had seen \u2014 had really taken place. Maybe it was just a figment of my imagination. Was all this just a figment of my imagination? I wondered. I wished it was. I wished it was all a terrible dream I would wake up from, finding myself in my comfy bed back on Earth. The homeworld I had been abducted from.<\/p>\n

Once again, I shook my head of the past and focused on the present moment, that darkness that might have been infinite. Of course, it wasn\u2019t and only seemed that way because I knew what was in it. I swallowed what little saliva I had in my throat and began to inch forward into the light. \u201cI wouldn\u2019t do that if I were you,\u201d a deep voice growled.<\/p>\n

I froze again, chastising myself for being foolish enough to go against my instincts and attempt to head into that blackness. \u201cIf you choose to step into the dark,\u201d the voice snarled, \u201cyou must accept all that happens from that moment. Are you sure you wish to risk it?\u201d \u201cW-What o-outcome?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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