I wouldn’t be, if I didn’t help Leah and Logan.

Saoirse stops me before I make it three steps out of my room. I shake her hand off me immediately.

“She’s sick, isn’t she?” She’s as intense as she’s ever been. “One of the twins? I saw her.”

And I can’t lie, not about this. “The other twin. Her sister.”

She pales, making her freckles stand out even more on her already-light skin. She pulls at an imaginary thread on her sleeve, like she doesn’t want to look at me when she asks the question. “Is it that disease you talked about? The plague?”

I shrug. “I don’t know.”

“We have to get out of here.” Her head snaps up, and she has steel in her eyes. “Hunter was right. We have to go as soon as possible.”

“Then go,” I growl, angrier at myself than I am at her. “If any one of us has been infected already, it doesn’t matter. I’m going over there to help.”

She backs away. “You’re out of your mind!”

“I guess I am.” I turn. “Good luck, Saoirse. I hope you and the rest of the crew get out of here safely. I really do.”

Getting to the east wing is no easy task. Every few steps or so, someone stops me, like I have all the answers to their questions. I sigh and run my hand through my hair. It’s all tangled because I haven’t had a chance to brush it yet. I have morning breath because I haven’t brushed my teeth either. The day has only just begun, and I’m already tired.

Mei Fujita and Serenity Jones are in the midst of some kind of fight when I pass them, and Serenity snatches my arm and pulls me in. She’s a head taller than I am, and she glares at me, her light skin flushed red with anger. She doesn’t live up to her name at all.

“Is it true they’re leaving us here to die?”

After taking the lead with Hunter, everyone looks to me, but I barely know what I’m doing beyond finding a way to survive. “I don’t know.”

“You were there, you heard what those soldiers said.”

I wince. “They didn’t know either. They’re here to enforce lockdown.”

“But we’ll need food and—” She waves her hand, encompassing the whole building, and I don’t know exactly what she means, but I also don’t want to stick around to find out.

I pull my arm from her grasp. “We told them.”

“They’ll figure something out,” Mei says, and I think she wants it to be true more than she actually believes it, but that counts for something. “Right, Grace?”

“Right. I hope so. I have to go. Get some breakfast, if you can.”

The Professor stops me when I cross the open space between wings. Isaiah is eating an apple and pacing back and forth. He looks up but not at me when I walk through. I’ve never seen him make eye contact with anyone, no matter how much the guards tried to force him.