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Strange suits. All white with gray stripes down the side. I
wonder if it’s a medical uniform.
They’re carrying Adam away.
“Wait—” I trip out of the car. “Wait! I want to go with him
—”
“Not now.” Kenji stops me. Softens. “You can’t be with him
for what they need to do. Not now.”
“What do you mean? What are they going to do to him?”
The world is fading in and out of focus, shades of gray
flickering as stilted frames, broken movements. Suddenly
nothing makes sense. Suddenly everything is confusing me.
Suddenly my head is a piece of pavement and I’m being
trampled to death. I don’t know where we are. I don’t know
who Kenji is. Kenji was Adam’s friend. Adam knows him.
Adam. My Adam. Adam who is being taken away from me
and I can’t go with him and I want to go with him but they
won’t let me go with him and I don’t know why—
“They’re going to help him—Juliette—I need you to focus.
You can’t fall apart right now. I know it’s been a crazy day—
but I need you to stay calm.” His voice. So steady. So
suddenly articulate.
“Who are you . . . ?” I’m beginning to panic. I want to grab
James and run but I can’t. He’s done something to James
and even if I knew how to wake him up, I can’t touch him. I
want to rip my nails out. “Who are you—”
Kenji sighs. “You’re starving. You’re exhausted. You’re
processing shock and a million other emotions right now. Be
logical. I’m not going to hurt you. You’re safe now. Adam is
safe. James is safe.”
“I want to be with him—I want to see what they’re going to
do to him—”
“I can’t let you do that.”
“What are you going to do to me? Why did you bring me
here . . . ?” My eyes are wide, darting in every direction. I’m
spinning, stranded in the middle of the ocean of my own