The silence that followed Aunt Marissa’s words was louder than any explosion.
“It was built to keep someone in.”
At first, Nobody moved. Nobody spoke.
The photograph of Julian and me felt heavy in my hand, a relic of a past I didn't remember, pointing toward a nightmare I couldn't comprehend. Level Four wasn't a vault of data. It was a cage for a living human being.
Silas was the one who finally broke the silence, ordering Elias to lock down the penthouse perimeter for the night. There would be no leaving in the dark. We needed whatever rest we could claw out of the remaining hours, because dawn was bringing a war.
Throughout that night i didn't sleep. I just closed my eyes while laying in bed. I spent the hours before sunrise staring out the massive glass windows of the penthouse, wa
