uman folly. With the promise of rescue, Matthew and Molly se

On the first day, I found Molly in the corner, pouring a full gal

g?" I asked, my vo

ained, wringing out her hair. "I can' t s

ential for sterilizing wounds. I caught him using a gauze pad soaked i

he said defensively w

ery sip of water, every bite of food. They understood survival. Matthew and M

was a minor infection from a scratch she got on her leg during our

shivering and immediately assum

inforcing a weak point in the gate.

ou what,

I know you have it!" h

t I had developed. It was the only one of its kind in the world, our last

ly. "We need to save the serum for a real Shaker

ng to let her die?" he screamed, his

. She needs to dri

pistol he' d threatened the team with on the

it to m

and to stop him. I looked at Matthew' s desperate face,

e reinforced bio-case. I opened it, revealing th

ng a mistake,"

hing to Molly' s side. He jabbed the inje

stopped. Her color returned. She sa

ed me," she whispe

oked on in silent, utter disgust. He had just threatened our le