My mom disappeared when I was 12

he left things behind—files, hard drives, photographs. I find blueprints for the facility in Eden Hollow. Access codes. Maps.

But I also find something else—a photo. Me, as a baby. In my mother’s arms. My father’s arm around her. Smiling. Normal.

It shakes me.

“What happened to him?” I ask.

The man beside me—his name is Mason, I’ve learned—sighs.

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