Six hours.That was all the time we had before the missiles came.I stood on the beach, my pack gathered around me. Fifty-two children. Fifty-two Variants. They looked at me with eyes that had seen too much—experiments, cages, needles. But now I saw something new. Hope."The Dead Zone," Leo said, scrolling through his tablet. The screen glowed in the fading light. "Rose, nobody has ever gone there and come back. It's a graveyard of signals. Even satellites lose track.""Perfect," I said.Jaden stepped forward. His hands were shaking. "Mom, the Null boy... can we trust him?"I looked at the black-eyed child. He stood apart from the others, his arms wrapped around his thin body. He had been Vane's weapon. But he was also just a boy—lonely, broken, used.I walked over to him and knelt down."What's your real name?" I asked.He stared at me. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. He hadn't spoken in years. The Archivists had cut out his voice box when he was five. He communicated throug
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