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Veti harrumphed in that way that always let me know she thought I was wrong. She made the sound more often than I would have liked.

Viv and Joanie looked at each other ominously before Viv asked, “Master? Who is that?”

I brightened, a bright smile sneaking across my face. I could speak about my favorite subject for days. “The Master is the most wonderful person imaginable. He brings us fun things to see, clothes, games, anything a girl could wish for.”

“Except freedom,” Veti said dryly.

I scoffed at her rotten attitude. “He can’t do that, Veti. He has told us a million times it’s too dangerous for me. He is keeping us safe.”

“You only think that because this is all you know, Lucy.”

I hated when she said that. It made me feel naive and childish. Yes, this was all I knew, but that didn’t mean I was stupid.

“I am dangerous,” I said in a low voice. “The Master keeps us here to protect me from everyone else, and the outside world from me.”

Viv and Joanie looked more confused than ever.

“Why?” Joanie asked.

They weren’t very bright. “Did you not see what I did just now? I raised you both from the dead. You don’t think that might look odd to everyone else on the planet?”

Fear flashed across Joanie’s face as she nodded and shrank into Viv a little, as if I might do something crazy and harm her.

I couldn’t help the impatient sigh that escaped my lips. “Look, that is the least of my powers. I can do big, scary, crazy things.”

Veti rolled her eyes. “A bit over the top, don’t you think?”

I ignored her. “You have no idea what I can capable of.”

Joanie clutched Viv. “What have we done? She is a monster!”

That stung a little. However, as I looked at their bloody torsos, thanks to me, that had only just begun to heal, I figured it might have been deserved.

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