I stopped knocking on Zion’s door a long time ago, and today was no different, not with something I had been itching to get my hands on behind these doors.

I pushed the door open, and my eyes immediately started to scan the room for the familiar yet foreign face of the young girl, but she wasn't present. Instead, Zion, Jamie, and Isaac were all staring at me with cautious gazes, not to mention the visible chip on their shoulders, and I knew immediately that something was wrong.

“Where is ...