The Seven
six teens into blackness. Kenny inhaled deeply and fell into unconsciousness as well.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Andy was always strong, even when he was a kid. He could remember wrestling with his older brother before being taken to the Home. He easily manhandled his brother, throwing him about the room with a strength that seemed unnatural for a six-year-old. When he really stopped to dwell on it, the fact that he couldn't remember his brother's name bothered him.
    He held Kenny in his arms and barely noticed the boy's weight. Kenny would never be considered a big guy, but Andy wasn't even fatiguing. Could this be his supposed "power" finally manifesting? Sebbins once told him that he was meant to be the strongest of the seven. He didn't know whether she meant emotionally or mentally or physically, but he guessed it had something to do with physical strength since he was easily the worst student of the seven.
    The group rode down in darkness and the elevator stopped at the bottom of the lift. The level the lab was on was home to Cormair's private living quarters, Sebbins' private office, and the massive structure of the lab itself, the size of half a basketball court, but cluttered with machines and scanners and implements and devices. It was dimly lit and full of fear and shadows. None of the seven liked it down there. That room only brought memories of pain.
    Indigo lead the group from the elevator. "What are the moths going to do?"
    "They're going to stay in the elevator until someone collects them. If we're fast, we'll be able to use them to get back upstairs."
    "Let's remember what we're going to do here, okay?" said John. "Kenny's already got us the passkey to get into the lab. Cormair and Sebbins should be asleep. If anyone's awake, it'll be Nurse Hathcock. She won't be too tough to handle. She's small and fat. All we need to do is keep her from pressing the alarm button. Sarah, that's your job. You're the fastest of us all. You sprint in and block her from hitting the wall alarm. Then, we get one of the sedative hypos from the wall cabinet and put her under. She's a nice lady, but she can't follow us."
    "Got it," said Sarah.
    "Then, we locate Posey and get her out of the lab. We beat feet back up to the lobby of the Home and run like we're on fire. We make tracks for the nearest road, get away from here and regroup, then we take our next steps, whatever those might be. If there's trouble, we split up, try to stay alive and just get out of here; we'll meet up at that old abandoned barn down the road."
    "What if she's sick or something?" said Indigo. "What if we can't move her?"
    "Then, we deal with it when it happens. I think we should stay with her, a show of unity and all that."
    Holly whistled lowly. "Cormair will be mad."
    "Unity wouldn't work," said Andy. "Think about it: Kenny hacked through the system and Holly commanded a horde of moths. Cormair will review the tapes and know that their powers have started, too. They'll end up in here doing whatever it is they're doing to Posey. The rest of us will never see daylight again."
    Indigo and Sarah exchanged looks. "What's our alternative?"
    Andy bit his lip. "There is no alternative. We either break her out of there or we don't. If we go in, we go all the way. There's no backing out. If we can't break her out, we're going to be pinned to the wall by Cormair---loss of privileges, no movies, no books, no talking to each other. We will become lab rats, pure and simple. This is it: Gut-check time. We either back out like cowards or we get Posey and blow this place."
    Indigo didn't hesitate. "Let's do it."
    Andy looked at Sarah. "There's a bigger world with plenty of better caves."
    Sarah gave him a half-smile. "If you go, I'll go."
    "I'm in," said Holly. "I've been meaning to leave for years."
    John scratched his head. His mop of dreadlocks bounced. "I'll go if you all go; no point in me staying here all alone."
    "What about Kenny?" said

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