Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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Angy slowly regained consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar sight.
She was in a cold facility where the walls lined with a dull metallic sheen and harsh, clinical lights that reflected off the surfaces.
There were ability dampeners spread across the walls.
The air was thick with the buzz of machinery and the low murmur of voices.
Before her was a transparent glass wall, beyond which lay another room.
Her heart sank as she saw Gustav there, restrained and unconscious. His body was marked with dark, sinuous lines that seemed to pulse and move across his skin.
Panic surged through her as she tried to move, only to find herself similarly restrained. Glowing cuffs bound her wrists and ankles, rendering her unable to harness any of her powers. She pulled against them, but it was futile.
"Gustav…" she whispered with her voice trembling in fear and desperation.
