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Chapter 49: The Red Room
The metal stank in the air the moment the lights went out.
Isla held her breath as the hallway swallowed her up in darkness. For a moment, the only sound was the occasional buzz of outdated wiring, as if the Nest itself was breathing. She called out for Ethan.
She didn't get an answer.
She walked, hand skimming along the cold stone wall with each step, heart thumping. Then she heard a sharp click behind her. She spun around quickly.
Nothing.
Her phone buzzed-just once-before the screen cracked and died in her hand. The last thing she saw was a single message.
"RUN."
But she didn't run. Not yet.
She was no longer that girl who ran from the truth. Not that girl who once believed that pain was weakness. Now it was proof-of love, loss, and what refused to be buried in the past.
She stood up and walked toward the back of the house toward where they had stored what was left of the files and what was left of the weapons. Walking by one of the metal doors, she saw something she hadn't seen before.
A red light underneath it.
Victor had turned something on.
She yanked the door open. The room was red-lit and round, its walls covered in tapes—real cassette tapes. Each one of them labeled in Victor's writing.
L.M. - Session 1
C.C. - Memory Induction
I.K. - Behavior Trial 7
Her initials.
She located her name on a tape labeled "I.K. - Mirror Conditioning, Age 6." The title made her gut twist.
Hands trembling, she put the tape in the machine and pressed play.
A young voice—her own—came to life. But not the voice she remembered.
"Who do you love, Isla?" Victor's voice spoke.
Younger Isla hesitated. "Mama."
There was a silence. Then a loud sound.
"No. Again."
The child cried. "You."
"Good girl."
She pulled the tape out, throat tightening,
"Isla!"
She spun around. Ethan stumbled in, holding his bleeding arm.
"What happened?" she rushed to him.
Victor's people. They're not here—but they've activated systems from a distance. This place is wired like a test facility. We have to go, now."
"No. I have to know what he did to me. To my mother."
"Then hurry. We have minutes."
She dug again in the drawers and pulled out a folder labeled "Project Lyra."
Inside: notes, photos, scans of brain activity—hers.
Victor had been training her for something.
A weapon, not a mirror
a replica
a better imitation of somebody else.
She turned the page-and saw a picture of her mother and Victor
They were younger. They were smiling. They were in love.
And then a third: her mother, bruised. Her face from the camera
And then a fourth: Isla as a baby, and held by Victor
In Victor's handwriting on the back:
"She is the second chance you stole from me, Lyra."
Victor hadn't wanted Isla just to follow her mother's strength.
He wanted Isla to be in her place
---
They stepped out of the Nest, silent alarm tripped behind them. The misty road back was twisted, but Isla didn't look back. Not ever. The folder pressed hard against her chest.
Ethan drove in silence, blood oozing out through the gauze stuck on his arm.
"He made me in her image," she said finally
"I know.".
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I didn’t want you to think that’s all you were. You’re more than the echo of your mother. You’re… you.”
“But he’s been pulling the strings since before I was born.”
“That may be true.” Ethan looked over at her. “But every choice you’ve made—every time you chose to love, to trust, to fight—that was all you.”
Her chest ached with the weight of it.
She had to see Christopher.
She needed to know what Victor had done to him, too.
—
They arrived at the safehouse just before dawn. Christopher was awake, pacing the living room, clearly distressed.
The moment Isla entered, he stopped.
“Where were you?”
“Finding the truth,” she said, stepping close. “And I need to ask you something.”
He looked at her, guarded but open. “What is it?”
“Do you remember the Red Room?”
His jaw clenched.
"Yes," he whispered.
"What did he do to you there?"
Christopher sat down. He ran his hand over his hair, ducking his head away from her. "He made me forget who I was. And worse… he made me want to."
"I think he did the same to my mother. And to me."
His eyes met hers. "Then we end him together."
She nodded.
But even as they sat there, the world outside shifted again.
Victor was already ten steps ahead.
,
, they were walking straight into the fire,
End
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