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Chapter Nineteen I rested my head against the frigid ground. It wouldn’t be much longer now. I was numb all over. My breathing had slowed. My heart was…

Chapter Eighteen I’d never been inside something so black. I couldn’t see anything. It wasn’t the way it is when you close your eyes and patterns swim in…

Chapter Seventeen I stood over the body of Graham in the interrogation room at the police station, exactly at the moment after I’d been taken out of the…

Chapter Sixteen I stole a glance down at the pool, which was dark and still now. Azazel was staring off into the distance. She looked defeated. Graham shoved…

Chapter Fifteen Azazel pulled her hand from mine. She walked away from me, over to the couch where the old version of her had sat. She gazed at…

Chapter Fourteen Azazel sat down on the floor of the stone room. “That’s what they want, Jason. That’s what this test—what all of these tests—are all about. They…

Chapter Thirteen “All I’m saying is that the guy’s a total wuss,” I said, pushing around my home fries on my plate with my fork. I had an…

Chapter Twelve There was an annoying beeping noise. I opened my eyes a little bit. I was lying down in a narrow bed, covered in a bland blanket….

Chapter Eleven My mother was cutting up raw meat on a cutting board in our kitchen. Candles flickered from the chandelier overhead. I slouched in the doorway, watching…

Chapter Ten Azazel and I stared out at the field of bodies. They were baking in the hot sun. They smelled putrid and rotten. She wiped at tears…