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Finn needs a little time to process this.”
    “I think all of you should leave,” I say, glaring at Jonah.
    “I think someone wants to be alone with her girlfriend,” Brent says snidely.
    “You better watch your mouth, Brent,” I seethe.
    “Or what?”
    “Or you’ll be watching my fist pummel all the pretty teeth from that mouth.”
    Brent looks at Jonah and jabs his finger at me. “Did you hear that? She threatened me. She’s dangerous. She’s the reason all of us are trapped down here like rats. She is the reason everyone up there is dead.”
    A shiver runs through me as Brent’s words stab me like a knife, and for a reason I can’t explain, I feel a growing nausea churning in my gut.
    “Go back in the other room please,” says Jonah.
    “All of you get out of here!” I bark at them. “Especially you!” I grunt at Jonah. “It makes me sick to my stomach just looking at you.”
    “But, Finn . . . ,” coos Jonah.
    “GET OUT!”
    Everyone flinches at my booming outburst, even Bit, and for the briefest instant I see a glimmer of fear flash through her eyes. I look around at the faces in the room and I see anger, pity, mistrust, and unease in every direction. Suddenly I’m hit with a terrible realization.
    Maybe Brent was right.
    I just brutally attacked Jonah. Yes, he’s done terrible, unspeakable things to me, but I honestly believe that if I had remembered them before today, all I would’ve done is broken down and cried. After that there would’ve been screaming and swearing for hours on end, I’m sure, but Jonah raised me, and I’m not a violent person. I can’t imagine that I ever would’ve physically assaulted him.
    But now, I’m different. And I can feel it. The instant I saw him . . . I wanted to kill him. And that’s exactly what I tried to do. I don’t know whether the enormity of everything that’s happened is pushing me toward the edge or whether I just need time to get it all straight in my head, but right now I feel like a coiled spring is wound around my guts and my temper is a quivering trip wire that could snap at any second.
    What is wrong with me?
    I take a deep breath and try to calm down. “I’m sorry,” I murmur. “It’s all just so . . . confusing.”
    Bit smiles and takes my hand. “Are you hungry?” she asks.
    I nod sheepishly.
    “You can have a hot shower; I’ll bring you something else to wear, and the food printer down here makes a half-decent roast beef sandwich.”
    “That’s a very good idea. But I’d like to check her over first,” says another voice. I look toward the thin, white-bearded old man in the lab coat who has walked into the room behind Margaux, Brent, and Brody. He sidles around them and, with a black leather medical bag clutched in one hand, walks over to me and Bit. “Chairs. Bring us some chairs,” he orders.
    Brody immediately snaps into action and wheels a worn office-style chair toward Dr. Pierce, as Bit jogs into the room that I woke up in and quickly returns with a wooden stool for me.
    Dr. Pierce and I both take a seat. “Leave us,” he grunts.
    Brody gives me a coy smile as he disappears around the corner, and Brent and Margaux are still eyeing me with disdain as they slowly turn to follow him.
    “I’d like to stay, if that’s OK with you, Finn?” says Jonah.
    Dr. Pierce raises his eyebrows at me, and I shake my head.
    “Sorry, Major, out you go,” says Dr. Pierce.
    Jonah’s sad eyes look toward the floor, and he nods, defeated. “We can talk later, Finn,” he says before slowly turning away and walking out of sight around the corner.
    Bit smiles reassuringly and turns to leave, but I grab her wrist.
    “No, please. I’d like you to stay.”
    Bit gives me a gentle smile. She upturns a nearby plastic crate and sits down beside me.
    The man I knew from my childhood at Blackstone Manor as Graham the groundskeeper puts the black bag at his feet, opens it up, and rifles through it. “I told you to fetch me