Chapter 94

Above us the lights flare to life. We glance

up at the dim bulbs, and when I look down the corridor, back the

way we came, I can’t see the partially opened door. That doesn’t

mean shit,I tell myself, taking Dylan’s hand again. Now

that the power’s back on, they’ll be through that door in a

heartbeat and they’ll come looking for us.“We gotta keep

going,” I tell him, breaking into a quick jog.

Dylan leads the way, through so many twists

and turns, up stairways, down more corridors, until I’m completely

turned around, all sense of direction shot. There’s only one way,

ahead, that’s it. I don’t even know where the hell we are—I’m

surprised we’re not back in the prison, or outside the ship by this

point. Every time I look over my shoulder, I expect to see Ramsey

racing to catch us. Every corner we take, I think Maclin’s waiting

just around the bend. In the stairwells, I hear the thud of a

hundred feet trailing us. We’re lost, chased by our own shadows,