Behind the Glass

HAZEL

A heavy silence hangs thickly in the air for less than a second. Then Striker lunges at the console.

"Override the locks!" he yells.

The tech beside him hammers the keyboard relentlessly.

"Already on it."

On the monitor, Darius stands beside Cade's bed as if he's simply paying a visit. Cade doesn't move.

I draw closer to the glass. "Striker—"

"I see him."

Inside the room, Darius gla