that still flowed like the blood through his legs, pulsing in time with his
hammering heart.
Almost counting between breaths to keep some sort of rhythm to his actions, Dean
trotted across the empty expanse of earth that stood before the building,
keeping an eye out for the guards. Yet it was quiet. Too quiet Not even the cry
of the whippoorwill disturbed the air.
Why was there no one else around?
“WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?” Wallace snapped.
The tech squinted at the flickering monitor, where various lines were changing
pattern and tone at a rapid rate. He glanced up at the Gen. It was hard for
Murphy to discern anything on the strange little face, but he was sure there was
an aura of fear.
“I, uh, I’m not too sure, sir. We don’t usually register such readings when we
run tests.”
“Do you run tests on subjects, then?” Murphy asked, trying to keep the sarcasm
out of his voice.
The geek tech shot Murphy a glance of pure venom, “There aren’t any subjects as
a rule,” he muttered in his high, penetrating voice. “We only run simulations.”
Wallace snapped the technician’s head around to him with a blow from the flat of
his hand. His fat jowls wobbled in fury. “You mean that we could lose these
outsiders?”
The tech shrugged. “I don’t think so…”
THE ROOF on the veranda was made of sheets of corrugated metal that allowed any
rainwater to flow into the eaves troughs that had given Dean easy foot-and
handholds. The roof was steeply angled, but the corrugation made it relatively
easy for him to scramble up, even though his aching calf muscles protested.
Clinging to the rough texture of the dormitory’s outside wall, the youth
steadied his breathing and counted the number of windows. Three along would
bring him to where Phaedra was waiting. It seemed a long time since he had left
the school with his father and their companions. A long time since he had seen
Phaedra, and since she had kissed him, stirring feelings in him that were still
strange.
Stranger still was the fact that, despite he was clinging on to the outside of
an out-of-bounds building at a school he no longer attended, with aching muscles
that felt as though they could give way at any moment, and that he could be
discovered by the guards Brody employed as much to keep the sexes apart as to
keep the school safe from outside marauders, Dean felt safe. As if he were
coming home to a safe place.
Third window along. Dean edged his way across the veranda roof until he was
directly underneath. The tip of his nose could touch the sill, and as the window
was open it was a simple matter to push it up and then lift himself up over the
sill and into the room.
Inside, Dean was immediately aware that things were, once again, not as they
should be. The room was larger than those he remembered, and cleaner. There was
virtually nothing in the room except one bed, square against the wall opposite
the window. Strange—there were at least two occupants to each room in the
dormitory buildings. So why was this different?
The bed was covered with an insect net, draped over the poles that held the net
four feet above the bed, like a canopy, and falling to the floor, gathering in a
pool around the feet of the bed.
“Dean? Is that you, come back again?”
Dean’s heart raced, but not from exertion. It was Phaedra’s voice, just as he
remembered.
“I guess it is,” he said slowly, trying to control his breathing. “I don’t know
exactly how I got here, but…”
“It doesn’t matter,” she replied, cutting across him. “The important thing is
that you’re here now, and it’s safe.”
Dean wanted to speak, but some instinct stopped him. Why should she use a word
like safe? He’d been thinking that, sure, but why would Phaedra say it?
The net over the bed stirred, and was pushed aside. Phaedra emerged from the
misty depths, and Dean caught his breath as she rose from the bed and stood in
front of him. Her long hair fell perfectly straight, parted in the middle and
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