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Comments: 1) This one took longer than I'd hoped. My muses are, apparently, as stubborn if not more than I am.

2) This is the second to last chapter. The next one will be the last (well, obviously). I really hope you enjoyed it.

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- from the Academy detailing what was done to the children and when.

- And the in chronological order.

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"They've made contact." Dr. Miyamoto didn't wait to be asked to speak, his nervous, breathy voice broke into the room. "River Tam and two others have made it into the basement."

"Really?" Asked the man on the right.

"It doesn't change anything." Said the man on the left. "Kill them all."

"We're trying!" He pleaded to no avail. "It's not as simple as..."

His words trailed off to nothing as he stared forward, eyes wide with panic. One shake of his head and he took a step back. The two men looked at each other and then turned to see what was behind them. With a casual flick of their blue hands, they waved the doctor away, already forgotten. They both smiled.

"Jonah." Welcomed the man on the right.

"We've been waiting for you." Admonished the man on the left. "You took your time."

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They don't take him to the med lab, they take him instead up to another floor and leave him in a room. He can't find it in them before they go, they don't know why they've been asked to bring him here. It sends more than a few chills down his spine.

Jonah.

He spins around and tries to find a source for