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ACT III SCENE LVI MYRMIDONS
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THENEXT two weeks passed by in a blur of boredom and apprehension. Cassandra and Minho stuck to conversing telepathically because they knew that WICKED was always watching. Surely, they wouldn't be able to listen in on their thoughts as well. Cassandra could just imagine the notes they'd take; the subjects are showing their rebellion by refusing to speak and are communicating solely through telepathy. She scoffed inwardly at the thought.
"So he was Nick's brother?" Minho asked.
"Neither of them knew," she replied. "I only realised it out in the Scorch. They had the same eyes..."
