تسجيل الدخولEthan stared at the people standing behind Mr. Grant. Some were musicians he had admired as a child. Others were producers, teachers, executives, and people he had trusted.They were all wearing the same black crown.Jason whispered, They were everywhere.Mr. Grant smiled.You finally understand.Ethan stepped forward.You destroyed my life.Mr. Grant shook his head.No. I gave your life purpose.You killed my mother.Your mother chose her fate when she refused to cooperate.Ethan's fists tightened.You manipulated Jason.He was never supposed to resist.You tried to control me too.Mr. Grant smiled.And you resisted.That's why you are the most valuable person in this room.Elena stepped forward.Leave my son alone.Mr. Grant looked at her.You should have remained dead.Ethan's eyes widened.You knew she was alive?Of course.Then why didn't you kill her?Because I needed her to lead us to you.Elena's face went pale.Ethan looked at his mother.Mom...I'm sorry.Mr. Grant raised hi
Ethan, Elena, Victor, Richard, and Jason rushed through the underground passage. Behind them, footsteps echoed through the darkness. The Gatekeepers were coming.Jason suddenly stumbled.Ethan caught him.Are you okay?Jason shook his head.I don't know.His breathing became heavier.There's something in my head.What?A song.Ethan froze.What song?Jason began humming softly.Ethan recognized it immediately.The same melody his mother had used to send his memories back.Ethan stared at him.Where did you hear that?I don't know.Jason closed his eyes.But I can see something.What?A room.A laboratory.There are machines everywhere.Ethan exchanged a worried glance with Elena.Can you see anyone?Jason nodded.A man.Who?Jason's face suddenly went pale.You.Ethan's heart stopped.Me?Jason opened his eyes.Not you now.You from your first life.Ethan stepped closer.What was I doing?You were standing in front of the machine.There was blood on your shirt.Ethan's mind flashed.A
Ethan stared at the screen.PROJECT REBIRTH: SECOND SUBJECT ACTIVATED.His father's words echoed in his mind.The person who sent you back wasn't your mother.Then who was it?Ethan turned toward Elena.Mom, what does that mean?Elena didn't answer.Her silence frightened him more than any confession could have.Mother!Elena looked at the screen.I didn't know they had activated another subject.Another subject?Jason stepped closer.What is Project Rebirth?Elena took a slow breath.A project created by the Society before you were born. They discovered that certain musical frequencies could trigger memories in the brain. They believed they could use music to manipulate human memory.Ethan's eyes widened.So my memories...Were sent back through the system, Elena said. But I didn't create it.Who did?Elena looked at Richard.Your father knows.Everyone turned toward Richard.He was still lying on the floor, but his eyes were open.Richard slowly spoke.I didn't create Project Rebirt
Ethan couldn't breathe.His mother stood on the other side of the door.Elena.The woman he had mourned for years.The woman whose death had driven him to seek revenge.The woman whose voice had guided him through every hidden clue.She was alive.Mom?Elena's eyes filled with tears.Ethan.He took a step forward, but Richard grabbed his arm.Wait.Ethan pulled away.That's my mother.Richard's voice trembled.I know.Elena slowly walked into the chamber.Ethan stared at her face, searching for anything that could prove this was another trick.You died.Elena nodded.I know.I saw your body.You saw what they wanted you to see.Ethan's eyes filled with tears.Then why did you leave me?Elena looked at him with pain.Because I thought leaving you was the only way to keep you alive.Ethan's voice broke.You let me believe you were dead.I had no choice.You always had a choice!His voice echoed through the chamber.I spent years believing everyone had abandoned me. I hated myself. I hate
The National Music Hall looked completely different that night. The bright lights that had once made Ethan feel excited now made the building seem cold and threatening. Police cars surrounded the entrance, but the inside of the hall was strangely quiet.Ethan stood beside his father, staring at the doors.Are you sure you want to go inside? Richard asked.Ethan nodded.This started with my music. I'm going to finish it with my music.Victor looked at him.Remember what your mother taught you. Never play a song exactly the way they expect.Ethan smiled faintly.I won't.Jason checked the entrance behind them.We should move. Someone is watching us.Ethan glanced around, but he couldn't see anyone.They entered the hall.The stage was empty.Rows of seats stretched into the darkness.Ethan walked toward the piano where he had performed the previous night.The moment he touched the keys, every light in the building switched on.A voice echoed through the speakers.Welcome back, Ethan.Ri
The study door shook again.Everyone turned toward it.Whoever was outside was getting closer to breaking in.Ethan stared at the photograph in his hand. The man standing beside his mother looked exactly like Richard, but the scar on his left hand proved he wasn't his father.Someone had been impersonating Richard.But why?Ethan looked at Victor.Who is he?Victor's face was tense.I don't know.You said you knew everything about my family.I know what your mother told me. I don't know every secret she kept.Clara stepped closer.Your mother discovered the man several weeks before she died.What did she call him?The Double.Ethan frowned.The Double?Clara nodded.He could copy Richard's appearance, voice, mannerisms, everything. Your mother believed he was being used by the Society to manipulate your family.Jason looked at the door.And he is here now?Clara's eyes hardened.Most likely.The door shook again.Ethan quickly placed the photograph inside his jacket.We need another w







