Chapter 3: Gone

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Chase's P.O.V.

The next day...

Every morning my alarm goes off at seven. Except for today. I open my eyes as my capsule alarm goes off. I dismiss it and look at the time. 10:00. Wait what? Uh oh. I step out of my capsule and look around. Bree isn't in her capsule, but Adam is. This must have been Bree's idea of a prank. We are supposed to be up by now so I walk up to Adam's capsule and open it.

"Adam! Wake up!" I yell in his face, my voice echoing off the walls of his capsule.

"Chase..." he begins to moan, "I told you to stop waking me at seven..."

"It's ten, not (coughs) seven." I state, trying not to choke on his raunchy morning breath.

"Oohhh..." Adam says, exaggerating, and sending a cloud of deadly gas at me.

As I stumble back, I can hear the elevator coming down. A minute later, Mr. Davenport and Leo enter the lab. I was kind of hoping my annoying big sister would be with them.

"Finally, you three are up." Mr. Davenport says, barely looking at Adam and I before turning his attention to one of the hundreds of computer screens in the house.

"Uh, we thought Bree was upstairs, because she's not down here." I reply, giving Davenport a confused look.

Donald's P.O.V.

"What?" I say, "She probably went out. I'll check her GPS signal." Chase walks up behind me, clearly wondering the same thing as me, 'Where is she?' With the press of a few buttons, I open up the chip tracker. I end up violently gasping as I realize that only Adam and Chase's signals are the only ones on the screen.

"Bree..." Chase chokes out behind me.
I quickly open Bree's health statistics.

"Bree isn't dead, but without her chip in, she only has about 16 hours to live. Get in your mission suits. Now!" By the end I am yelling at them because I'm worried because I have no idea where my little girl is. A few minutes, the boys are running out of the lab, hoping to find Bree.

"I hope they find her." Leo says once Adam and Chase leave.

"I do too." I say, barely above a whisper, as I let silent tears run down my face.

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