Sage stared at her. It seemed like it was just a few minutes ago that she had the speedster wrapped in vines, forcing an apology out of her. And now she was offering escape? To her, Sage, of all people? This seemed too good to be true. But the world had gone crazy with mind control and power-erasing...why not this, too?
Sage leaned over the edge, a hungry look in her eye as she studied the manhole cover. She and Izzy could slip through unnoticed, down into the sewers and, eventually, out into the world. They'd be free! Free of this wretched place, of the strangeness and the mind games and the stink of distrust. She'd never have to look back on the Institute ever again!
But as she stood there, hope swelling in her chest, she couldn't help but think of the others. They'd stay trapped here, crushed under the Adjudicator's thumb. Dawn would be forever caged by her mother, and the Jones would never go home to see theirs. Astrid wouldn't be able to pursue that life of excitement, and Shiloh--well, Shiloh probably didn't care. But everyone else did, including the hundreds of nameless students milling around inside like ants in a hill. She couldn't just...leave them, could she?
"Not now," Sage told Izzy, backing away from the railing. "Not here. Maybe some other time, once the Adjudicator has been toppled and everyone else is out. But I can't leave today, not while there are still people in the school. Not while I can do something to help them."
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