Rain sat on a couch in the lounge area at the end of the hall where her room was located, staring out the window at her namesake. The water droplets were large and splashed against the glass with loud plopping noises that, compared to the gentle pitter-patters she was used to, sounded evil and foreboding.It had been almost a week since the incident in IW. Since that time, Rain hadn’t heard much about what actually happened that afternoon, but from Mist and Sunny, she’d found out that this had been a test to see if it was possible to release the men in IW and still have control over the locking mechanisms on the door, as well as an ability to block the cameras in the entire building. Exactly what they’d learned, Sunny said she didn’t know, but it made Rain feel unsettled in a way she couldn’t quite describe.The blood she’d seen had come from a couple of Medical students who’d been helping with

All the way home, Rain looked over her shoulder every few seconds, checking to see if she was being followed, seeing if her duplicity had been discovered and she was about to be brought down, taken to the Bridge, and ended. Visions of Mother White jumping out of the shadows had her panicked. Her pulse was racing, but she did her best to appear calm. Everyone knew the military had cameras in places where no one would expect them to be. If she was acting suspiciously, she might draw their attention, even if what she’d done inside of IW hadn’t been detected.Back in her room, she took a few deep breaths and hung her backpack up, her eyes trained on the window. All of her roommates were present, so there wouldn’t be any chance to discuss what she’d done or question Mist as to what it meant. Surely, she had to know what the signal was supposed to clue Adam in to. If not, they would be left behind when the rebellion started, and if that

Mist hardly said a word the entire night. Feeling lost, Rain tried her best to read and not think about what was supposed to happen the next day. She’d assumed Mist would fill her in on some of the details, but any question Rain asked was met with only a clipped response. All she knew for certain was that they needed to be outside and ready to go by late morning the next day. Whether Mist didn’t know herself or just didn’t care to explain, Rain wasn’t sure, but when she closed her eyes that night, she had more questions than she did answers.Sleep was fleeting, coming in spurts of about five minutes at a time at best. By the time the sun came up, she was exhausted but also ready to jump out of bed and get on with it. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, fear and anxiety mingling together to leave her jittery and unable to sit still.Going about her usual Saturday morning was difficult. Everywhere she looked, Rai

“That’s him!” Mist shouted loudly, drawing the attention of the group in front of them. Rain caught Adam’s eyes as they bulged in recognition. “Don’t shoot those two!” Mist sounded authoritative, even though she wasn’t in the least.“Under whose authority?” one of the Military Mothers asked.“Mother White,” Mist replied. Rain fought to keep her mouth from dropping open. Mist knew Mother White? “This is the one suspected of leading the rebellion.” She gestured at Adam with the tip of her gun. Now that they were standing right next to the group, Rain wasn’t sure what to do. Her heart was beating out of her chest.“I didn’t hear any orders to….”Before the Mother could finish her sentence, three sharp pops cut through the silence. Rain jumped. Mist had fired so quickly and accurately, all th

After what seemed like hours of crawling along in near darkness, the light from Mist’s device the only way they could see anything at all, Rain saw a speck of light in the distance. “Is that… the outside?” she whispered.“Yes,” Mist said from a few feet behind her. “The Construction workers joined their tunnel in with an existing concrete tunnel they located. There used to be a really big city here, a long time ago, and they think this may have been an underground waterway of some sort. They even found some engravings in one of the tunnels with the city name on it. They copied down what it said and brought it back to one of the women in Communication who was able to use a translator to decipher it.”“What was it called?” Walt asked her, his voice closest to Rain.“San Antonio,” she replied.Rain had never heard of that town befor