For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

hand, his fingers forming a subtle, synchronized gesture that every child at the facility had learned to fear above all else—the signal for immediate terminal reclamation.

But as his hand dropped, a sudden, deafening mechanical roar exploded from the deep woods behind his position, the sound causing every police officer and tactical agent on the bridge continue reading …