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And now were on our way to people who want to help. And I have a plan, he thought. It was the first time in ages hed had one, and it felt good. He would go to the Hallowed Ravine, back to where this had all started. He just had to find the right time to tell his friends about it. Dude, Bryson said, youre a glass-half-full kind of guy.

I like it. Sarah smiled and covertly grabbed Michaels hand between them, slipping her fingers through his. The world brightened even more. And we need to make sure Gabbys okay, he thought. The last time he saw her shed been unconscious hit in the headand it was Michaels fault for dragging her into the whole mess. He didnt want to pull her in any deeper, but he needed to make sure she was all right. I think. Butterflies filled Michaels stomach. Still holding Sarahs hand, he leaned forward, peering through the front windshield as they continued tunneling through the leafy forest.

He had absolutely no idea what to expectwhere they were going or whybut his excitement built in leaps and bounds as he watched the road ahead. It made him think of the Path, and with a jolt of anxiety he wondered if he was truly in the real world, in the Wake, or somewhere in a box, connected to wires and uploaded to the VirtNet.

Hed been fooled so many times and in so many ways, hed never be certain again. He thought back to the man, the one who had visited him at the prison right before Agent Weber. It had come back to him in his dream also. Something about waking up over and over again, within layers upon layers of VirtNet levels.

What was it? Like a dream within a dream. That really creeped him out.

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The road pitched steeply downward, and Michael shook the thought out of his head. Hed get dizzy again if he kept it up.

He focused on the world around himreal or virtualas it was. Outside, the trees had thinned to reveal a wide valley nestled between two heavily forested mountains.

Clouds covered the sun, casting the day back into gloom, as if to make up for the shade theyd lost. Is that where were going? Bryson asked. Releasing his seat belt, he scooted as close to Gerard as he could, gripping the headrest in front of him.

That place looks a thousand years old. Thats gotta be it, Nancy answered. It doesnt look like theres anything else around. Michael stared. Down below them, scattered among the trees of the valley floor, were several long, low buildings that reminded him of battered shipping crates. They looked like military barracks, something you might see in one of those ancient war movies set in a jungle somewhere exotic. The roofs had holes torn in themsome were patched; most were gaping wide, though, and open to the elements.

Kudzu and ivy crept everywhere, blanketing sections of the buildings so that certain parts resembled neglected topiaries in the garden of some forgotten giant. Man, Bryson moaned. I was kind of hoping for something more along the lines of a Marriott. At least the prison had working toilets. Snakes, Sarah whispered, as if in a trance.

I bet that place is full of snakes. Michael refused to let his newfound enthusiasm be dimmed. His curiosity more than made up for the dilapidated appearance of. So, you havent been here before, right? Whered you meet Helga and the others? Howd you know where to find us, how to get here?

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Nancy turned to face him. Not a lot to tell, Im afraid. My guess is you three probably know more than we do. Tangentsthats what they called themselves barged into that horrible warehouse our kidnappers took us to, released us, gave us this car, gave us instructions.

Everything happened in a whirlwind. We didnt have much choice 10 but to trust them. I mean, look, it meant getting to you kids and getting out of there. Michael couldve responded in a lot of ways to that one. Trusting others was something hed never find easy again. At the moment, it was just about staying alive, and he had to admit that this did seem to be their best option.

And there was Helga. He had to meet this Helga. The road leveled out, cutting off their view, and suddenly they were pulling into the overgrown complex of barracks. What Michael had been unable to see earlier were the dozen or so cars parked under the shade of several big trees.

The cars were beat up. They looked so old that, if it werent for the complete lack of kudzu on their surface, one would think theyd been there as long as the buildings themselves. Gerard had barely pulled to a stop when a tall woman appeared at a door of one of the buildings. She wore dusty jeans, boots, and a black sweatshirt, and her sandy blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

She walked confidently toward them, her face twisted into a scowl. Thats her, Gerard whispered as he rolled down the window. Michael didnt recognize her, and his heart fell even though hed have no reason to know what Helga looked like in the Wake. She leaned in the drivers-side window, resting on her forearms, and peered inside at each of the occupants.

She nodded back toward the building from which shed come. Lets get you inside, she said, her accent far from the 11 German that Michael realized hed been expecting, before the world falls apart. Then she turned and headed back toward the barracks. Today, dude, today. It was a bad time for Bryson to take a year and a half to get out of the car. Michael had never been so impatient in his life. He had to find out the truth about this Helga and the people she was with.

They could help him get back to the Hallowed Ravine. Im coming, man, chill! Bryson responded. But he still hadnt moved. He gave Michael a hard look. Are we sure about this? Yes, Michael and Sarah answered at the same time. Sarahs parents were already out of the car, closing their doors. Would you go so far as to say. Bryson pressed. My grandma used to say that. If you say youre sure as heckfire, then Im in. Michael willed himself to calm down.

Im sure as heckfire. Okay, then. Bryson climbed out of the backseat, Michael half pushing his friend to get him out faster. Sarah got out on the other side, and the group followed her father up a trampled path of weeds to the door, which stood ajar. Gerard didnt hesitate. He walked right in. Michael and his friends followed. The tall woman whod greeted them was waiting for them, but that wasnt what got Michaels attention. It was as if hed stepped into a completely different world. The beat-up, weathered building housed a technological wonderland.

A row of blue Coffins lined one wall; a row of desks lined another, men and women working furiously at them.

Fresh lumber had been used to reinforce the walls and ceiling, and Michael noticed that theyd used some sort of plastic to patch the various holes in the roof. Their hosts voice cut through Michaels daze, breaking the silence.

We had to find a location that was remote Mission accomplished, Bryson muttered. This is an old training facility for army tech warriors, abandoned a decade ago due to budget cuts. Turns out it worked perfectly for our needs. Took a couple of weeks to set up, but here we are. Already down to business. Michael had a million questions, but one stood out above all others. He faced the tall woman and took a step closer to her, looking into her eyes carefully.

Gerard said you told him your name was Helga. And that youre a Tangent. He had no idea how to phrase what he wanted to ask. Michael was surprised to see tears glistening in her eyes, blurring the reflections of the lights in the room. Yes, she said.

Then she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a crushing hug. So you must be Michael, then. The two then meet Newt, Minho, and Alby and become friends. This experience stopped the kids from sneaking around until they managed to hack the security systems.

Teresa and Thomas are soon recruited to build the Maze. Soon or later the Maze is completed. One of the Gladers catch a virus similar to the Flare and has to be put down before he killed anyone else. Some valuable information is then revealed, and Thomas believes his friends suffering in the Maze is pointless. He then schemes a plan to rescue them by going into the Maze himself with Teresa with both their memories intact. But the plan failed, and Thomas ends up having his memories removed but is still sent into the Maze.

Im sure I havent fully gained your trust yet, Helga said, standing next to the line of machines. Ill leave it up to you to decide whether youd like to Sink with me. Everyone can come, if theyd like, or just you, Michael.

Whatever you feel most comfortable doing. I guarantee your safety. Helga gestured to the strangers busily working around the room. Everyone you see here has sworn to protect you. To protect all of you.

Were all on the same team. You three go, Sarahs dad said. Nancy and I will stay behind and. The message was clear. Gerard didnt trust these people. Not yet. Hed stay and guard his daughters physical bodyprobably well aware hed be no match for the forces that could attack her mind in the Sleep. Michael looked at his friends, and he could see reflected in their eyes what he himself was feeling: Though Michael wasnt so sure howd hed feel about what they learned at this place.

Michael hadnt yet opened his mouth to accept Helgas offer and Bryson was already taking off his shirt. Sounds good to me, he said, unzipping his pants. Lets go. Can we please stick to a full-underwear policy?

Sarah pleaded, shielding her eyes. Some things in life you can never unsee. You say that now, Bryson teased, batting his lashes. Helga cleared her throat, reminding them she was there.

She began to remove her shirt, though Michael noticed right away that she wore one of those fancy Sink suits underneath. Full-body spandex to cover yourself in mixed company.

Enough chitchat, Helga announced. Lets get in. Walter, she called to a man at a nearby NetScreen, can you help us? The man gave Helga a slight nod and clicked his EarCuff, He was medium height, had dark hair, and wore a look of such intensity that Michael wondered if his face hurt.

This is Walter Carlson, Helga announced as he approached, temporary replacement for one Keith Sproles, whose intelligence lies in wait within the Hive, from which one day he will be returned. Her tone had a note of respect to it, as if she wanted them to know she didnt take lightly these borrowed bodies and stored intelligences. Hey, Walter, Bryson said. Michael reached out and shook the mans hand; Sarah did likewise. We try our best to remember who we are and what weve done to those we replaced, Helga explained.

As for myself, Im the temporary replacement of Brandi Hambrick, whose intelligence lies in wait within the Hive, from which one day she will be returned. Michael nodded, hoping the sudden and unexpected fear he felt wasnt showing on his face.

What did this all mean for him? Was Jackson Porter really out there somewhere, waiting to come back to his body? If he was stored, was he aware?

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Or was it more like cold storage? Meat in a freezer. Hed thought about Jackson a lot, but now the thought felt like a cold blade in his side. He was scared, plain and simple. Nice to meet you, ladies and gents, Walter said, snapping Michael back to the present. Weve heard a lot about you. Helga has a hard time shutting up about you, actually.

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Shes right as rain, though, when she says were on the same I can promise you that. No one despises Kaine quite as spectacularly as I do, thats for sure. Sarah flashed the man a smile.

Thats good to know, she said, then looked back at Helga. I think were ready now. Michael breathed a sigh of relief that Sarah seemed to have decided to trust Helga. It made him feel better about his own decision. Walter started getting busy on the Coffins. He worked down the line, moving from one to the next, tapping screens and pressing buttons.

One by one the hinged doors swung open, and Michael felt that familiar rush of adrenaline. That excitement that came right before Sinking into the Sleep. It never got old. Even after everything hed gone though.

Stripped to his boxers, he was the first to step inside a machine. Just as he sat down in his Box, Helga shot him a huge smile. Walter is going to work his magic with the settings, Helga said as she lowered herself into the Coffin right next to Michael. Hell take us where we need to start, and then well have to do some serious code maneuvering once were in. Michael gave Helga a big smile back. He really liked the sound of that. The Coffin door swung shut, clicked, and hissed as it sealed tight.

Then came the NerveWires, snaking across Michaels The LiquiGels calibrated hot, then cold; then came the cool whoosh of the AirPuffs, and he let out a relaxing breath into the hum of machinery working around him. It seemed like an eternity since hed done this. He closed his eyes as the system initiated fully and plunged him into the VirtNet. Michael stood next to Bryson, Sarah, and Helga on a huge expanse of hard white sand, stretching in all directions as far as the eye could see.

The outline of a mountain range in the distance laid a hazy smudge against the horizon. Shimmering heat danced along the sand as the sun beat down from a brilliant blue sky. And it was hota dry heat that made Michaels throat feel layered in dust. Salt flats, Helga announced. Patterned after the famous site on the western side of Utah. A lot of land speed records were broken there. You can imagine the ridiculous stunts that take place here in the virtual version.

Its very popular with the VirtCar enthusiasts. Speeds over a thousand miles per hour, usually ending up in death and a heap of broken metal and glass. The things people do for kicks. Thats cool and all, Bryson said, but what does this have to do with the Hive?

Were admiring the landscape, Helga answered. Try to stop and smell the roses every now and then. Michael turned, taking in the hot, dusty scene. He reveled in this new perspective on the world and its virtual counterpart. He was still trying to understand the human body and its senses and what it meant to have a real body compared to a programmed one. On the surface, everything at the salt flats seemed real enough, but he could almost taste the fabrication, like that waxy texture of cheap cake.

Were not in the Deep, are we? No, were not, Helga answered. The Hive is actually nowhere near the Deep or any of the programs that have achieved that status. Very purposefully. Its separate in every way from most of the VirtNetas quantum level as you get within the programming. Were not in the Hive yet, though. To get where we want to go, its going to take some work, and it might not be what youd call. Why do we keep hearing that? People are always telling us, What youre about to do is not going to be very pleasant.

Michael couldnt agree more. The Squeezing theyd gone through to get into Lifeblood Deepor what theyd been told was Lifeblood Deephad been one of the worst experiences of his life. I know you guys have heard of Squeezing, right?

Michael almost laughed out loud. Bryson actually did. Helga nodded. Ill take that as a yes. Well, what were about to do is worse. Sarah repeated. Instead of being Squeezed, youre going to be. Completely destroyed, then put back together again on the other side. Walter will turn your pain levels down all the way to minimum, but youre still going to feel it.

And trust me, it wont be pleasant. Michael sighed. Do we really have to do this? Yes, Helga replied gravely. You need to see the Hive. Its very important to me that you see it and understand it. Everything we do to counter Kaine depends on the Hive. It grows each and every day. Ironically, we wouldnt have it if it werent for Kaine himself. Michael and his friends exchanged a look. No words needed for Michael to know they felt the same way he didterrified and full of questions.

The feeling was far too familiar. Now, Helga pronounced.

Join hands. Well form a circle. The friends all took a step toward each other and clasped hands. Michael stood across from Sarah, holding her gaze.

Despite everything that was at stake, one thing sat like a pit in his stomach: He couldnt shake the feeling that whatever Helga was about to show them, it would mean that he and Sarah could never be what he had always wished they could be. Some possible future that hed held far back in his consciousness since the day hed met his friend was about to be taken away from him. A heavy sadness weighed on him as Close your eyes, Helga instructed.

Access the code. Stay close. Then follow my lead. She paused, then added: No matter how much it hurts. They floated in a blackness like space, but instead of stars, fragments of code swirled around them, lit up in brilliant light, a whirlpool of information that never ceased revolving.

Michael had never seen code like thisso congested, so. Helga had to have figured out where one of the data hubs resided; that was the only explanation. No wonder shed taken them to the salt flats. It was probably one of the only locations in the Net with enough space for a hub this size. This was how theyd get where they needed to go. It helps to translate everything to visual mode, Helga said.

Gather everything you see even remotely related to the quantum digits Im about to uplink to you. When you collect it, put it all together, build it up around us. Envelop us. And then were going to smash it to bits. Bryson smiled his mischievous smile. Sounds like fun, Sarah said. Its not, Helga replied. Then she reached out with virtual hands and started manipulating the code. Numbers and letters transformed into building blocks, pipes, sheets of thick plastic-like matter, glass panes, cut lumber.

They swirled and twisted and flipped, connecting to each other in perfect geometric fashion to create a device that fascinated the eye. Michael watched carefully as she did it. He uploaded the digits shed just sent him, then began the same process, transforming the code into a visual manifestation of the quantum path shed set up. It was all new to him, but he had enough experience to catch on quickly. Bryson and Sarah mimicked Michael, and quickly they had objects orbiting them, growing and connecting, then expanding.

Bigger and bigger and more and more complex the structures grew, until Helga suddenly stopped her construction and fused what shed been building to Michaels, doubling its size, then to Sarahs and Brysons. The group worked together on the same structure until it was large enough that they floated within it. It resembled an enormous sphere, almost solid, so that it was smooth on the inside and they could no longer see its outer surface.

Above their heads was an open space, and as they continued to work, they released new threads up and out. Michael imagined them completing the outside of the structure, making it larger by the minute. The whole thing was unlike anything hed ever done, but he understood the theory. Kind of. They were creating a visual representation of quantum code that Helga said would transport them to a normally inaccessible place within the Sleep.

What Michael couldnt work out was how it was going to be so painful to make the journey. They kept at it for what felt like another hour, transforming the code, following the odd path that Helga laid out, manifesting it in an ever-expanding, massive structure around them.

Were almost there, Helga finally announced. She was concentrating so fiercely that it looked comical. You have to stay with me now, and do exactly as I do. And dont stop working until I tell you. Michael followed Helgas instructions, building and building, letting her take away his creations. Up the hole they flew, then disappeared in different directions. The curved shell surrounding them shone with a bluish glow. Okay, Helga said after a long period of silence and heavy work.

Now, heres the access code to what we just built. She blinked her eyes hard and sent it over. Michael caught it with a thought. Release yourself into the structure, Helga commanded. I know youve never done anything like this before, but remember, right now youre nothing but a string of data; youre not your physical self.

You have to let any concept of having a body go. Then use the access code and flow into the structure. Ill go first and you can follow me. It wasnt easy. It was weird. Really weird.

Every other interface Michael had ever used within the Sleep ignored the literal code of the user himself. You didnt have to think about it. In other words, within the VirtNet, you felt as real But now Helga was essentially breaking herself down into a long series of numbers and letters, then transmitting it into the gigantic visual structure theyd just built.

Not letting himself take the time to think it through, Michael did the same thing. It was so foreign, so against every instinct hed ever had in the Net, it was like stepping into an alien world. But he did it before they left him behind. He immediately lost all sense of direction or time or matter. There was nothing. He couldnt see, couldnt hear, couldnt feel. A pressure began to push on him from all sides, and suddenly up was down and down was up and the universe had turned inside out.

Were in, Helga said. He couldnt see her, but he understood the message loud and clear. Where are we? Were on the quantum path to the Hive, Helga explained. Actually, we are the quantum path.

But we cant access it this way. This is where we pull it all apart. We have to destroy it and us. And when it puts itself back together, well be truly inside. Itll take us along. Michael tried to speak but realized he didnt know how to do it in this strange place. He was utterly lost. Yet his friends seemed to have no problem.

How do we destroy it? What do we do? Just pull, Helga instructed. Like this. A sudden wind hit Michael with a fierce bite, and a horrendous roar ripped into his unstable mind. The odd world in which he floated shook violently. Space seemed to both Everything erupted around him.

And then there was pain. Pain so terrible that he wouldve thought it impossible if it werent tearing him apart. Michael didnt understand what was happening to him. He couldnt see shapes, but the pain that tore through him appeared as colorthe deep ache of blue mixed with a sheer orange that was complete agony, then escalated to a bloody red that was almost unbearable.

He screamed without screaming, spun within this world of madness, and reached out with arms he didnt have, utterly lost and confused. The voice was unidentifiable, but it manifested as another stab of pain.

He could barely form coherent thoughts, much less call out to someone. How were Sarah and Bryson faring well enough to form a word? He focused on Helga. On what shed said. Reach out and destroy. He would do anything to make this stop, but how? He tried.

He focused on imagining his body again and pictured himself as a giant. He motioned with arms he couldnt feel, kicked with legs miles away. Only pain. Hed thought he was one of the best coders ever. But this made no sense to him. Michael used to live to game, but the games he was playing have become all too real. Only weeks ago, sinking into the Sleep was fun. The VirtNet combined the most cutting-edge technology and the most sophisticated gaming for a full mind-body experience.

But now every time Michael sinks, he risks his life. The games are over. The VirtNet has become a world of deadly consequences, and Kaine grows stronger by the day. If Kaine succeeds, it will mean worldwide cyber domination.

And it looks like Michael and his friends are the only ones who can put the monster back in the box—if Michael can figure out who his friends really are. Praise for the Mortality Doctrine Series: Flag for inappropriate content. Related titles.

Steelheart by Brandon Sanderson Chapter Sampler. James Dashner - 1. Jump to Page. Search inside document. On Sale You, Helga. It sure is sweet to be back with Sarah and Bryson, though. Yet his friends seemed to have no problem. At least the prison had working toilets. How do we destroy it? Sarah nudged him with her elbow, then awkwardly fell into him, her whole body pressing against his as Gerard whipped around yet another curve.

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