Chapter Twenty-Nine
The leaves rustled as something scurried through the shadows a few feet away from me. I shut my eyes, trying to convince myself not to run from whatever small animal made the noise.
The creatures in the Tropics Dome weren’t like the disease-infested rodents in the city. If they could’ve harmed the kep, they’d have been locked safely away.
Gideon lay beside me, deep in the canopy of trees, farther back than they’d ever allowed our class to go. The weird grasses surrounded us, and the trees grew so close together, I couldn’t see the glass above me.
“It’s almost like we’re outside.” Gideon rolled toward me, propping himself up on his elbow.
“If things like this existed outside, we wouldn’t be in here.”
“No, we wouldn’t.” He touched my hand. Not grabbing onto it, just
