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In the future humans lived in city-like spaceships orbiting the Earth because of its toxic atmosphere, resulting from a nuclear apocalypse. Where, of course, no resources can be renewed or made. And no one knows if they will be able to inhabit their beloved, long-abandoned home again. But due to a lack of resources and growth in population aboard the ships, the leaders know they must try to reclaim the earth before it is too late. A young 3rd generation of one hundred juvenile prisoners was sent on an all or nothing mission to the Earth to test its habitability.

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Overall rating 4. Yes No Thanks for your feedback! Report as inappropriate. This is one of the best series I've ever read! I'm even re-reading it to refresh my mind for when the third book to the series comes out this tuesday: The environment is fragile. We all know that as global warming and other red flags are sent up by the planet each day.

Humans are on the edge, some wanting to protect it, others would destroy it in a war. Due to nuclear war the planet was no longer livable. The world leaders then created a spaceship for all remaining humans.

From that point on, generation after generation has lived on the ship waiting for the day that they can return to earth. These two things seem basic, but they are vital to survive. Think of how much oxygen you breathe. Think about how much you need to survive a day, a week, a month, and how about a year?

Now think about how much oxygen you needed for your lifetime, and not to mention the hundreds of other people living off the same oxygen supply you are. Needless to say that after generations on the spaceship the oxygen supply levels were getting low, causing the government to make rash decisions fast. They needed to test the earth, to see if the radiation levels would kill them on impact. To do that they needed a test group, but who? Prisoners were killed after convicted guilty, so they used the next best thing: One hundred of them were selected, giving a bracelet that sends bodily rates back to the ship, and they were packed in a drop ship and sent to the ground.

Excited, scared, and mostly confused the delinquents were given a second chance of life, or a quick and more than likely painful death. Clark was arrested for treason, Glass was for breaking the rules, Wells was for arson, and Bellamy for his family. These teenagers have seen stuff, stuff they want to forget, to get away from at all and live peacefully.

With one hundred delinquents ruling the group, civilization and order is not what they have in mind. Glass manages to escape the drop ship and goes back, trying to fit into her life the way she used to.

Bellamy tries to find his way on as his little sister Octavia, who was being sent, and determined to protect her. Clark was happy as she wanted to run away from her past, sadly her past decided that his future was to be with her. Kass Morgan did an amazing job with the first book in the series. It was captivating, not letting you put it down, as she changes from character's point of view by chapters.

The story line was solid, giving you enough background information to keep you informed, but also enough to keep guessing on what truly did happen before page one. The relationships between characters is solid, as you have no idea which way Clark will go, as her mood swings up and down.

If you have watched the Netflix series on the book you will notice some similarities, but also very key differences. Watching the show will not ruin the book, and the book will not ruin the show. I am excited to see what direction this book is going as Kass Morgan left us off at a very key point. Check out more of my book reviews at TeenageReads.

Saw the show first and it is very different. That said it is like reading something way different just to give a heads up to future readers. I did however love the book and it's definitely worth reading. The is a fairly easy read, I finished in a day and a half. If you're hoping for it to be like the Netflix original series that airs on the CW well it's has some extreme variations, you've been warned.

It is however a book based on a series of romances, which I personally like, though for someone hope for a more Sci-if angle the best you get is there is a ship in space. However for me I loved the book. I have just started the book and i already love it. Im sure it will be one of my favorite books keep up the awesome writing … Show more Show less.

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Would you like us to take another look at this review? No, cancel Yes, report it Thanks! You've successfully reported this review. We appreciate your feedback. OK, close. Write your review. September 3, Imprint: English Download options: Yet for Wells, it hadnt been a choice. Once hed discovered that Clarke was one of the hundred being sent to Earth, hed had to do something to join them. And as the Chancellors son, only the most public of infractions would land him in Confinement.

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Wells remembered moving through the crowd at the Remembrance Ceremony, feeling the weight of hundreds of eyes on him, his hand shaking as he removed the lighter from his pocket and produced a spark that glowed brightly in the gloom. For a moment, everyone had stared in silence as the flames wrapped around the tree.

And even as the guards rushed forward in sudden chaos, no one had been able to miss whom they were dragging away. What the hell were you thinking? You couldve burned down the whole hall and killed everyone in it. It would be better to lie. His father would have an easier time believing that Wells had been carrying out a dare.

Or perhaps he could try to pretend he had been on drugs. Either of those scenarios would be more palatable to the Chancellor than the truththat hed risked everything for a girl.

The hospital door closed behind him but Wellss smile stayed frozen in place, as if the force it had taken to lift the corners of his mouth had permanently damaged the muscles in his face. Through the haze of drugs, his mother had probably thought his grin looked real, which was all that mattered.

Shed held Wellss hand as the lies poured out of him, bitter but harmless. Yes, Dad and I are doing fine. She didnt need to know that theyd barely exchanged more than a few words in weeks. When youre better, well finish Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. They both knew that shed never make it to the final volume.

Wells slipped out of the hospital and started walking across B deck, which was mercifully empty. At this hour, most people were either at tutorials, work, or at the Exchange. He was supposed to be at a history lecture, normally his favorite subject.

Hed always loved stories about ancient cities like Rome and New York, whose dazzling triumphs were matched only by the magnitude of their But he couldnt spend two hours surrounded by the same tutorial mates who had filled his message queue with vague, uncomfortable condolences. The only person he could talk to about his mother was Glass, but shed been strangely distant lately. Wells wasnt sure how long hed been standing outside the door before he realized hed arrived at the library.

He allowed the scanner to pass over his eyes, waited for the prompt, and then pressed his thumb against the pad. The door slid open just long enough for Wells to slip inside and then closed behind him with a huffy thud, as if it had done Wells a great favor by admitting him in the first place. Wells exhaled as the stillness and shadows washed over him. The books that been evacuated onto Phoenix before the Cataclysm were kept in tall, oxygen-free cases that significantly slowed the deterioration process, which is why they had to be read in the library, and only then for a few hours at a time.

The enormous room was hidden away from the circadian lights, in a state of perpetual twilight. For as long as he could remember, Wells and his mother had spent Sunday evenings here, his mother reading aloud to him when he was little, then reading side by side as he got older.

But as her illness progressed and her headaches grew worse, Wells had started reading to her. Theyd just started volume two of Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire the evening before she was admitted to the hospital. He wove through the narrow aisles toward the English Language section and then over to History, which was tucked into a dark back corner.

The collection was smaller than it shouldve been. The first colonial government had arranged for digital text to be loaded onto Phoenix, but fewer than a hundred years later, a virus wiped out most of the digital archives, and the only books left were those in private collections heirlooms handed down from the original colonists to their descendants.

Over the past century, most of the relics had been donated to the library. Wells crouched down until he was eye level with the Gs. He pressed his thumb against the lock and the glass slid open with a hiss, breaking the vacuum seal. He reached inside to grab Decline and Fall but then paused.

He wanted to read on so hed be able to tell his mother about it, but that would be tantamount to arriving in her hospital room with her memorial plaque and asking for her input on the wording. Youre not supposed to leave the case open, a voice said from behind him. Yes, thank you, Wells said, more sharply than hed meant. He rose to his feet and turned to see a familiar-looking girl staring at him.

It was the apprentice medic from the hospital. Wells felt a flash of anger at this blending of worlds. The library was where he went to forget about the sickening smell of antiseptic, the beep of the heart monitor that, far from a sign of life, seemed like a countdown to death.

The girl took a step back and cocked her head, her light hair falling to one side. Its you. Wells braced for the first swoon of recognition, and the rapid eye movements that meant she was already messaging her friends on her cornea slip.

But this girls eyes focused directly on him, as if she were looking straight into his brain, peeling back the layers to reveal all the thoughts Wells had purposefully hidden. Didnt you want that book? She nodded toward the shelf where Decline and Fall was stored. Wells shook his head. Ill read it another time. She was silent for a moment. I think you should take it now. Wellss jaw tightened, but when he said nothing, she continued.

I used to see you here with your mother. You should bring it to her. Just because my fathers in charge of the Council doesnt mean I get to break a three-hundred-year rule, he said, allowing just a shade of condescension to darken his tone. The book will be fine for a few hours. They exaggerate the effects of the air.

Wells raised an eyebrow. And do they exaggerate the power of the exit scanner? There were scanners over most public doors on Phoenix that could be programmed to any specifications. In the library, it monitored the molecular composition of every person who exited, to make sure no one left with a book in their hands or hidden under their clothes.

A smile flickered across her face. I figured that out a long time ago. She glanced over her shoulder down the shadowy aisle between the bookcases, reached into her pocket, and extracted a piece of gray cloth. It keeps the scanner from recognizing the cellulose in the paper.

She held it out to him. Take it. Wells took a step back. The chances of this girl trying to embarrass him were far greater than the odds of her having a piece of magical fabric hidden in her pocket. Why do you have this? She shrugged. I like reading other places.

When he didnt say anything, she smiled and extended her other hand. Just give me the book. Ill sneak it out for you and bring it to the hospital. Wells surprised himself by handing her the book. Whats your name? So you know to whom youll be eternally indebted? So I know who to blame when Im arrested. The girl tucked the book under her arm and then extended her hand. Wells, he said, reaching forward to shake it. He smiled, and this time it didnt hurt. They barely managed to save the tree.

The Chancellor stared at Wells, as if looking for a sign of remorse or glee anything to help him understand why his son had tried to set fire to the only tree evacuated from their ravaged planet.

Some of the council members wanted to execute you on the I was only able to spare your life by getting them to agree to send you to Earth. Wells exhaled with relief. There were fewer than kids in Confinement, so he had assumed theyd take all the older teens, but until this moment he hadnt been sure he would be sent on the mission.

His fathers eyes widened with surprise and understanding as he stared at Wells.

Thats what you wanted, isnt it? Wells nodded. The Chancellor grimaced. Had I known you were this desperate to see Earth, I could have easily arranged for you to join the second expedition.

Once we determined it was safe. I didnt want to wait.

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I want to go with the first hundred. The Chancellor narrowed his eyes slightly as he assessed Wellss impassive face. You of all people know the risks. With all due respect, youre the one who convinced the Council that nuclear winter was over. You said it was safe. Safe enough for the hundred convicted criminals who were going to die anyway, the Chancellor said, his voice a mix of condescension and disbelief.

I didnt mean safe for my son. The anger Wells had been trying to smother flared up, reducing his guilt to ashes. He shook his hands so the cuffs I guess Im one of them now. Your mother wouldnt want you to do this, Wells. Just because she enjoyed dreaming about Earth doesnt mean shed want you to put yourself in harms way. Wells leaned forward, ignoring the bite of the metal digging into his flesh.

Shes not who Im doing this for, he said, looking his father straight in the eye for the first time since hed sat down. Though I do think shed be proud of me.

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It was partially true. Shed had a romantic streak and would have commended her sons desire to protect the girl he loved. But his stomach writhed at the thought of his mom knowing what hed really done to save Clarke. The truth would make setting the Eden Tree on fire seem like a harmless prank.

His father stared at him. Are you telling me this whole debacle is because of that girl? Wells nodded slowly. Its my fault shes being sent down there like some lab rat. Im going to make sure she has the best chance of making it out alive. The Chancellor was silent for a moment. But when he spoke again, his voice was calm.

That wont be necessary. The Chancellor removed something from his desk drawer and placed it in front of Wells. It was a metal ring affixed with a chip about the size of Wellss thumb. Every member of the expedition is currently being fitted with one of these bracelets, his father explained. Theyll send data back up to the As soon as we have proof that the environment is hospitable, well begin recolonization.

He forced a grim smile. If everything goes according to plan, it wont be long before the rest of us come down to join you, and all thishe gestured toward Wellss bound handswill be forgotten. The door opened and a guard stepped over the threshold. Its time, sir. The Chancellor nodded, and the guard strode across the room to pull Wells to his feet. Good luck, son, Wellss father said, assuming his trademark brusqueness. If anyone can make this mission a success, its you.

He extended his arm to shake Wellss hand, but then let it fall to his side when he realized his mistake. His only childs arms were still shackled behind him. Of course the smug bastard was late. Bellamy tapped his foot impatiently, not caring about the echo that rang throughout the storeroom. No one came down here anymore; anything valuable had been snatched up years ago. Every surface was covered with junkspare parts for machines whose functions had been long forgotten, paper currency, endless tangles of cords and wires, cracked screens and monitors.

Bellamy felt a hand on his shoulder and spun around, raising his fists to block his face as he ducked to the side. Relax, man, Coltons voice called out as he switched on his flashbeam, shining it right in Bellamys eyes. He surveyed Bellamy with an amused expression on his long, narrow face. Whyd you want to meet down here? He smirked. Looking for caveman porn on broken computers?

No judgments. If I were stuck with what passes for a girl down on Walden, Id probably develop some sick habits myself. Bellamy ignored the jab. Despite his former friends new role as a guard, Colton didnt stand a chance with a girl no matter what ship he was on.

Just tell me whats going on, okay? Bellamy said, doing his best to keep his tone light. Colton leaned back against the wall and smiled.

Dont let the uniform fool you, brother. I havent forgotten the first rule of business. He held out his hand.

Give it to me. Youre the one whos confused, Colt. You know I always come through. He patted the pocket that held the chip loaded with stolen ration points.

Now tell me where she is. The guard smirked, and Bellamy felt something in his chest tighten. Hed been bribing Colton for information about Octavia since her arrest, and the idiot always seemed to find twisted pleasure in delivering bad news. Theyre sending them off today. The words landed with a thud in Bellamys chest. They got one of the old dropships on G deck working. He held out his hand again. Now come on. This missions top secret and Im risking my ass for you.

Im done messing around. Bellamys stomach twisted as a series of images flashed before his eyes: Her face turning purple as she struggled to breathe the toxic air. Her crumpled body lying just as still as Bellamy took a step forward.

Im sorry, man. Colton narrowed his eyes. For what? For this. Bellamy drew his arm back, then punched the guard right in the jaw. There was a loud crack, but he felt nothing but his racing heart as he watched Colton fall to the ground. Thirty minutes later, Bellamy was trying to wrap his mind around the strange scene in front of him. His back was against the wall of a wide hallway that led onto a steep ramp.

Convicts streamed by in gray jackets, led down the incline by a handful of guards. At the bottom was the dropship, a circular contraption outfitted with rows of harnessed seats that would take the poor, clueless kids to Earth. The whole thing was completely sick, but he supposed it was better than the alternative.

While you were supposed to get a retrial at your eighteenth birthday, in the last year or so, pretty much every juvenile defendant had been found guilty. Without this mission, theyd be counting down the days until their executions. Bellamys stomach clenched as his eyes settled on a second ramp, and for a moment, he worried that hed missed But it didnt matter whether he saw her board. Theyd be reunited soon enough.

Bellamy tugged on the sleeves of Coltons uniform. It barely fit, but so far none of the other guards seemed to notice. They were focused on the bottom of the ramp, where Chancellor Jaha was speaking to the passengers. You have been given an unprecedented opportunity to put the past behind you, the Chancellor was saying. The mission on which youre about to embark is dangerous, but your bravery will be rewarded. If you succeed, your infractions will be forgiven, and youll be able to start new lives on Earth.

Bellamy barely suppressed a snort. The Chancellor had some nerve to stand there, spewing whatever bullshit helped him sleep at night. Well be monitoring your progress very closely, in order to keep you safe, the Chancellor continued as the next ten prisoners filed down the ramp, accompanied by a guard who gave the Chancellor a crisp salute before depositing his charges in the dropship and retreating back up to stand in the hallway.

Bellamy searched the crowd for Luke, the only Waldenite he knew who hadnt turned into a total prick after becoming a guard. But there were fewer than a dozen guards on the launch deck; the Council had clearly decided that secrecy was more important than security. He tried not to tap his feet with impatience as the line of prisoners proceeded down the ramp. If he was caught posing as a guard, the list of infractions would be endless: And since he was twenty, thered be no Confinement for him; within twenty-four hours of his sentencing, hed be dead.

Bellamys chest tightened as a familiar red hair ribbon appeared at the end of the hallway, peeking out from a curtain of glossy black hair. For the past ten months, hed been consumed with agonizing worries about what was happening to her in Confinement.

Was she getting enough to eat? Was she finding ways to stay occupied?

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Stay sane? While Confinement would be brutal for anyone, Bellamy knew that itd be infinitely worse for O. Bellamy had pretty much raised his younger sister. Or at least hed tried. After their mothers accident, he and Octavia had been placed under Council care. There was no precedent for what to do with siblingswith the strict population laws, a couple was never allowed to have more than one child, and sometimes, they werent permitted to have any at alland so no one in the Colony understood what it meant to have a brother or sister.

Bellamy and Octavia lived in different group homes for a number of years, but Bellamy had always looked out for her, sneaking her extra rations whenever he Bellamy worried about her constantly.

The kid was special, and hed do anything to give her a chance at a different life. Anything to make up for what shed had to endure. As Octavias guard led her onto the ramp, Bellamy suppressed a smile.

While the other kids shuffled passively along as their escorts led them toward the dropship, it was clear Octavia was the one setting the pace.

She moved deliberately, forcing her guard to shorten his stride as she sauntered down the ramp. She actually looked better than the last time hed seen her. He supposed it made sense. Shed been sentenced to four years in Confinement, until a retrial on her eighteenth birthday that would very well lead to her execution.

Now she was being given a second chance at a life. And Bellamy was going to make damn sure she got it. He didnt care what he had to do. He was going to Earth with her. The Chancellors voice boomed over the clamor of footsteps and nervous whispers. He still held himself like a soldier, but his years on the Council had given him a politicians gloss. No one in the Colony knows what you are about to do, but if you succeed, we will all owe you our lives. I know that youll do your very best on behalf of yourselves, your When Octavias gaze settled on Bellamy, her mouth fell open in surprise.

He could see her mind race to make sense of the situation. They both knew hed never be selected as a guard, which meant that he had to be there as an impostor. But just as she began to mouth a warning, the Chancellor turned to address the prisoners who were still coming down the ramp. Octavia reluctantly turned her head, but Bellamy could see the tension in her shoulders. His heart sped up as the Chancellor finished his remarks and motioned for the guards to finish loading the passengers.

He had to wait for just the right moment. If he acted too soon, thered be time to haul him out. If he waited too long, Octavia would be barreling through space toward a toxic planet, while he remained to face the consequences of disrupting the launch.

Finally, it was Octavias turn. She turned over her shoulder and caught his eye, shaking her head slightly, a clear warning not to do anything stupid. But Bellamy had been doing stupid things his whole life, and he had no intention of stopping now.

The Chancellor nodded at a woman in a black uniform. She turned to the control panel next to the dropship and started pressing a series of buttons. Large numbers began flashing on the screen. The countdown had begun.

He had three minutes to get past the door, down the ramp, and onto the dropship, or else lose his sister forever. As the final passengers loaded, the mood in the room shifted.

The guards next to Bellamy relaxed and began talking quietly among themselves. Across the deck on the other ramp, someone let out an obnoxious snort.

Bellamy felt a tide of anger rise within him, momentarily overpowering his nerves. How could these assholes laugh when his sister and ninety-nine other kids were being sent on what might be a suicide mission?

The woman by the control panel smiled and whispered something to the Chancellor, but he scowled and turned away. The real guards had begun trudging back up and were filing into the hallway. Either they thought they had better things to do than witness humanitys first attempt to return to Earth, or they thought the ancient dropship was going to explode and were headed to safety.

Bellamy took a deep breath. It was time. He shoved his way through the crowd and slipped behind a stocky guard whose holster was strapped carelessly to his Bellamy snatched the weapon and charged down the loading ramp. Before anyone knew what was happening, Bellamy jabbed his elbow into the Chancellors stomach and threw an arm around his neck, securing him in a headlock. The launch deck exploded with shouts and stamping feet, but before anyone had time to reach him, Bellamy placed the barrel of the gun against the Chancellors temple.

There was no way hed actually shoot the bastard, but the guards needed to think he meant business. Everyone back up, Bellamy shouted, tightening his hold. The Chancellor groaned. There was a loud beep, and the flashing numbers changed from green to red. Less than a minute left. All he had to do was wait until the door to the dropship started to close, then push the Chancellor out of the way and duck inside. There wouldnt be any time to stop him. Let me onto the dropship, or Ill shoot.

The room fell silent, save for the sound of a dozen guns being cocked. In thirty seconds, hed either be heading to Earth with Octavia, or back to Walden in a body bag. Glass had just hooked her harness when a flurry of shouts rose up. The guards were closing in around two figures near the entrance to the dropship. It was difficult to see through the shifting mass of uniforms, but Glass caught a flash of suit sleeve, a glimpse of gray hair, and the glint of metal.

Then half the guards knelt down and raised their guns to their shoulders, giving Glass an unobstructed view: The Chancellor was being held hostage. Everyone back up, the captor yelled, his voice shaking. He wore a uniform, but he clearly wasnt a guard. His hair was far longer than regulation length, his jacket fit badly, and his awkward grip on the gun showed that hed never been trained to use one.

No one moved.

I said back up. The numbness that had set in during the long walk from her cell to the launch deck melted away like an icy comet passing the sun, leaving a faint trail of hope in its wake. She didnt belong here. She couldnt pretend they were about to head off on some historic adventure.

The moment the dropship detached from the ship, Glasss heart would start to break. This is my chance, she thought suddenly, excitement and terror shooting through her. Glass unhooked her harness and sprang to her feet. A few other prisoners noticed, but most were caught up watching the drama unfolding atop the ramp. She dashed to the far side of the dropship, where another ramp led back up to the loading deck. Im going with them, the boy shouted as he took a step backward toward the door, dragging the Chancellor with him.

Im going with my sister. A stunned silence fell over the launch deck. The word echoed in Glasss head but before she had time to process its significance, a familiar voice pulled her from her thoughts. Let him go. Glass glanced at the back of the dropship and froze, momentarily stunned by the sight of her best friends face. Of course, shed heard the ridiculous rumors that Wells had What was he doing here?

As she stared at Wellss gray eyes, which were trained intently on his father, the answer came to her: He must have tried to follow Clarke. Wells would do anything to protect the people he cared about, most of all Clarke. And then there was a deafening cracka gunshot? Without stopping to think, to breathe, she dashed through the door and began sprinting up the ramp.

Fighting the urge to look back over her shoulder, Glass kept her head down and ran as fast as shed ever run in her life. Shed chosen just the right moment. For a few seconds, the guards stood still, as if the reverberation from the gunshot had locked their joints in place.

Then they caught sight of her. Prisoner on the run! The flash of movement activated the instincts drilled into their brains during training.

It didnt matter that she was a seventeen-year-old girl. Theyd been programmed to look past the flowing blond hair and wide blue eyes that had always made people want to protect Glass.

All they saw was an escaped convict. Glass threw herself through the door, ignoring the angry shouts that rose up in her wake. She hurtled down the passageway that led back to Phoenix, her chest heaving, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Stop right there! If she ran fast enough, and if the luck that had been eluding her all her life made a final, last-minute appearance, maybe she could see Luke one last time.

And maybe, just maybe, she could get him to forgive her. Gasping, Glass staggered down a passageway bordered by unmarked doors. Her right knee buckled, and she grabbed on to the wall to catch herself. The corridor was beginning to grow blurry. She turned her head and could just make out the shape of an air vent.

Glass hooked her fingers under one of the slats and pulled. Nothing happened. With a groan, she pulled again and felt the metal grate give.

She yanked it open, revealing a dark, narrow tunnel full of ancient-looking pipes. Glass pulled herself onto the small ledge, then scooted along on her stomach until there was room to bring her knees up to her chest.

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The metal felt cool against her burning skin. With her last milligram of strength, she crept deeper into the tunnel and closed the vent behind her. She strained her ears for signs of pursuit, but there was no more shouting, no more footsteps, only the desperate thud of her heart. Glass blinked in the near darkness, taking stock of where she was.

The cramped space extended straight in both directions, thick with dust. It had to be one of the original air shafts, from before the Colony built their new air circulation and filtration systems. Glass had no idea where it would lead, She started to crawl forward.

After what felt like hours, her knees numb and her hands burning, she reached a fork in the tunnel. If her sense of direction was right, then the tunnel on the left would lead to Phoenix, and the other would run parallel to the skybridge onto Walden, and toward Luke.

Luke, the boy she loved, who shed been forced to abandon all those months ago. Who shed spent every night in Confinement thinking about, so desperate for his touch that shed almost felt the pressure of his arms around her. She took a deep breath and turned to the right, not knowing if she was headed toward freedom or certain death. Ten minutes later, Glass slid quietly out of the vent and lowered herself to the floor. She took a step forward and coughed as a plume of dust swirled around her face, sticking to her sweaty skin.

She was in some kind of storage space. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, shapes began to materialize on the wallwriting, Glass realized.

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