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Ben

I LEAVE MARIKA and Nugget and Megan in the Wonderland room. I don't know where Cassie would be. There's a whole base. It could take a day to find every hidden room and find my way back. I don't even know if Cassie's alive.
I clear the first part of the base in two hours. No Cassie. No survivors either. Marika fried every single recruits' brain.
After two and a half hours, I'm clearing another hallway. Except this hallway has no doors. End of the hall, nothing. I press my head against the wall at the end of the corridor. No sound. Nothing.
I begin to retreat back to the hallway when a little voice tells me, go back. Go back, Ben. Go back. I go back.
"Sorry, but there's no door!" I say to no one but the little voice in my head.
"There is a door. You just can't see it." Someone says.
I feel my feet leave the floor, I twist around.
"Marika! What the hell!? Why'd you do that?" I yell.
"I knew you would need help." She says.
"You didn't have to sneak up on me like that! What about Nugget and Megan?" I ask, out of breath.
"They're here." She says, pointing around the corner.
And sure enough, Three small heads (including Bear) pop from around the corner.
"One more thing, Zombie," Marika starts, I raise an eyebrow. "Never call Sam Nugget again. No more Nugget. No more Zombie. No more Ringer." She says.
"Why?"
"One: Cassie. Two: You shouldn't keep a name the Other's had given you."
She's right. It's dumb.
"Okay. What do we do?" I ask.
"We have to think outside the box. There is no such thing as a corridor that leads to nowhere." She replies.
"Yeah. You know in movies, the villain has a secret lair. To get to that lair, they have to press their hands in certain spots in the wall, and BOOM! The secret door opens." I say, crossing my hands over my chest.
I almost see Megan roll her eyes. The dummy!
"That's in movies, Ben."
"So? We never thought aliens would come down on Earth. Did we?" I shoot back.
She shakes her head. Looks at the floor. Looks back up.
"Cassie. Just before she left me, she chopped off Vosch's thumb."
I cringe. "Eww."
"She might have used the thumb to access her way throughout the base."
I blink. Twice. 
Sammy walks up to me, pats me on the arm and says, "Cassie used Vosch's thumbprint to go through this wall that isn't a wall, Zombie."
Samuel Jackson Sullivan. The six year old kid who knows everything. Knows more things than a decently educated seventeen-year-old.
"He's right, Ben. That's why I brought this."
Marika's holding a severed thumb. I know who it belongs to straight away. Finally, I get it.
"We're gonna use that to get through this wall." I state the now obvious.
"Yep." Marika replies, holding it up in the air, like its a trophy she just won.
She hands it to me, the blood leaks onto my hand, tickling my skin. I feel a wave of satisfaction. Vosch is dead. Yes!
I press the pad of his thumb against the wall, we hear a Ding! Then the wall splits down the middle, completely clean.
The light on the other side is blinding. Reminding me of when I woke to see the athletic dark-skinned girl and Dumbo who-wasn't-really-Dumbo.
When my eyes adjusted to the blinding light, I see a huge hatch, where I know, a ginormous pod used to be.
I get it before Marika does.
"Cassie's not here." I begin, turning to face Marika. She gives me a look. She nods when she gets it. "She's in Dubuque."

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