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  48. A Sneak Peek of You Will Be Mine
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I frown. No, not really. “Good point.” Who is going to do this? Not only do we have to play dead, but we have to stay calm while they bury us. “Wait, they might transport us, though. I can’t imagine they would bury anyone that close to the building, so they’d need a vehicle.”

He bites his lip.

“Come on, Theo. I fully appreciate it’s a flawed plan, but it’s better than waiting for them to open the doors. At least this way, they’re not expecting us to run. They won’t be waiting in different locations in the forest,” I whisper.

Nodding, he sighs. “All right. It’s worth a chance. We still need a volunteer.”

Yeah, that’s where the plan hits a small setback. It’s basically suicide. The chance of pulling it off is slim, like, ridiculously slim. But it’s a chance.

“I’ll do it,” I tell him. “Next time I come out of one of those rooms, I’ll collapse back here and pretend I’ve died.”

Would they check thoroughly? I can hold my breath, but I can’t do anything about my pulse.

“Piper, it’s dangerous.”

“Yeah. I’ll take a crappy plastic knife in my pocket, or something I could use to defend myself in case it goes wrong. Better than nothing, right?”

He blinks slowly as if he’s thinking when it goes wrong. I don’t want to think too much about it because then I’ll chicken out.

“I should do it,” he says. “No offense, but I’m stronger and stand a much better chance against them.”

“This was my idea, Theo, and it’s a pretty bad one.”

“I know the risks. I’ve been in here too long, I won’t be controlled anymore. I won’t let them continue to win. I want out, and the time is now. I’m doing it.”

I hope I haven’t just set him up to be killed.

27

I’m unbelievably bored with watching the same movies, but there is very little else to do, so I sit with Theo, Priya, Lucie, and Hazel. It has been three days since Theo and I came up with our dangerous plan, and we’ve not yet heard anything from Caleb, Owen, and Matt.

But we still get food, so they haven’t abandoned us. I’m not sure if that’s good or not.

Murdering each other or starving to death? It’s a toss-up really.

Kevin’s absence still weighs heavily in the room. The spot where he usually sat is vacant and has been since he was last here.

I don’t want to spend all my time stressing or overthinking about what happened to him, but I can’t shake the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.