Suddenly, Eva's captor left her behind, not forgetting to threaten her before leaving. As if she could do a thing to escape in a sunny car with her hands helplessly locked behind her back! She slumped back in her seat, glancing at the officers pointing their guns are her from outside. She was such a pitiful excuse for Gifted!

By the sounds of things, another of her kind had approached. But what did that matter? No one was going to be able to challenge all these officers at once and live. Either the newcomer would die or join her. There was no point in hoping to be rescued. None whatsoever.

The only relief was that the absence of the Warden meant she could allow her tears to flow down her cheeks without having to talk about it. At first, it was her intention to do so discretely, but tears quickly turned into sobs, which were accompanied by pitiful whimpering. She was going to end up in an even worse hell than she had been in back at home, and there was nothing she could do about it! Or perhaps she would be killed for not knowing enough to satisfy the Warden... in either case, her life was over.