Chapter Three - Gareth
I don't think this is going to work.
Don't get me wrong. I want it to work. I want to get out of here any way I can, even if it means shouting at the top of my mind for a man a seven-year-old saw in a vision.
Sheesh, this life we live is weird.
The thing is, we don't even know if he can hear us. Charlie showed me what he's seen of the man and he's a good man, he'll help if he can, but if he doesn't know he can't help. I've been calling every chance I get. In between tasks, before the drugs take effect after experiments, any time I can use my telepathy I have. So have the others; so have we all together when we've been merged. But Charlie's seen nothing more.
This may be hopeless. But it would be worse not to try. I've felt Chloe's mind, when they're giving us the injections after a session, and if this doesn't end soon she'll snap and kill someone, maybe even everyone, trying to get out. There are times I don't know how she holds it together, how any of the telekinetics manage to keep control.
I don't think this is going to work. But it has to. So I'll keep sending, like Charlie says.
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