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047: HELP

I glance around at the variously apprehensive, upset, and thoughtful faces of my crew. Nobody looks happy.

“Thoughts?” I ask.

“What is to say?” Denish throws his hands up. “We...

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4.101: Goodbye

Outside the giant glass windows and door of the medical ward, snow fell. Inside the medical ward, I folded hospital gowns.

It felt absurd to be doing this. I was less than two weeks away from...

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4.100: A Matter of Time

“One hundred and fifty years,” Max repeated. “Perhaps two hundred.”

“Two hundred – and you guys didn’t think to mention this before? I thought we were working with, like, months...

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Ask Me Anything 8

All of our AMAs contain spoilers, but this one contains more spoilers than most! Watch out!

Ask me Anything 8 -- Max

Can the undead janitors cut off limbs and h...

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046: INTERDEPENDENCE

I leap to my feet. The first stupid, stupid thought to go through my brain is, “Oh no! Zombies!” Which is, of course, ridiculous. It’s not zombies. That’s the alarm for…

Um. I’m n...

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4.99: Those We Love

“You know,” Kylie said, “there’s another reason why this secret message might have been handed off so clumsily. With a fake birthday present and everything.”

We were sitting in one ...

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4.98: In Another Life

I lay on the beach, on what had been dry sand, but the tide was starting to come in and the crest of every wave kissed my bare toes. I lay me head in Saina’s lap while she carded her fingers gent...

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4.97: The Library

The next video showed mostly the ceiling. My tablet must have been set down on a desk or something.

“So you’re saying that was the spell amalgamate you met during your Initiation...

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045: ZOMBIES

It’s movie night.

We’re about four years out from Hylara, and one of the things keeping us all sane is movie night. Tal insisted on the name and it stuck, even though we also share audio,...

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4.96: Descent

In the video, we descended the staircase.

The diameter of the staircase was much larger than most, the central stone pillar being the entire width of the sculpture above, so there weren’t t...

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4.95: Recovered Memories

“So you’re allowed to talk to me, then?” I asked, scrambling over my bed and pulling the curtains shut. “Is something wrong? Should I wake Kylie?”

“I… wouldn’t do that,” Max...

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044: EARTH

I wait for the other shoe to drop. I wait for us to discover some new horrible thing about the stage 2 patients, or for the AI to try to kill us all over something stupid, or for someone to develop...

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4.94: Impractical Magic

Stacey left her location on on the school map, so it was no trouble at all to track her to the library. She was combing over some kind of complicated rune diagram with di Fiore, but looked up and s...

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4.93: Reassessment

Stacey didn’t have any particularly difficult questions for me. She asked me a lot about the problems and perks of being a familiar, of how magic affected me and how that impacted my life. It was...

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043: OUTSOURCING

“Artificial intelligences aren’t truly intel – ”

“Nope!” Tal raises a finger. “Artificial brains aren’t truly intelligent. Circuits can’t do what neurons can, no ma...

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042: DECEPTION

“Um,” I say. “Yes. It does.”

“Nope! The ten per cent category is, so far as I can tell, a zero per cent category. Every single person you’ve tried to revive from that category has...

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4.92: Culpability

My next day off was also the day I’d agreed to give an interview to Stacey, the ‘magihacker’ I’d met at Josh’s party. I spent the morning with Kylie, searching through our possessions and...

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4.91: Interrogating Destiny

So we went to the medical ward, painted the runes in blood, opened the door and cleaned it very thoroughly before walking through to avoid a lecture from Malas, and stepped out onto the desert sand...

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Ask Me Anything 7 -- Mae Jones

What's the coolest thing in Haven?

Me, obviously.

What's the worst thing in Haven?

Hmm, probably the way it strongarms children into perpetual se...

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041: TARGET

I lie back and stare at the ceiling, deep in thought. Tinera stops nibbling on my collarbone and pulls herself up onto her hands to glare down at me. “You’re working.”

“What? No, I’...

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4.90: Memory Gambit

“So,” I said, “I was in bed, and – ”

“Are you hurt?” Malas asked. He took my chin in one huge hand and shone a little light in my eyes, checking for pupil dilation. “Any chang...

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4.89: There's A Perfectly Reasonable Explanation For This

“Max,” Kylie said, faintly, disbelievingly.

“What the hell?” I tried to lunge forward again, but the janitor restraining me knew what they were doing, and had my arms behind my back i...

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Bonus snippet -- the Agent and the Eye

The agent strode into the room and looked the prisoner up and down. The man was small and tired-looking, his clothing ragged, but only a little roughed up – he must have surrendered quickly. He w...

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040: RECAP

The corpse’s kill switch had been successfully destroyed by the electrostatic shield, so we spend a day carefully lowering everyone under the ship and bringing them back up. We’re really carefu...

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4.88: Behind The Scenes

The back wall of the room was gone. Instead, the storage room stretched on, twice its original size, and a quick inspection of the shelves showed that this stock was magical in nature, magical poti...

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4.87: The Room

I’m not an idiot. I knew the stuff he’d said about helping clear Cheryl’s name was bullshit. Not the position she was in, all of that sounded like it was probably true, and he might even beli...

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039: PEOPLE

“So why zeelite stuff?” I ask Tal over a breakfast of preserved oats and two-day-old bread. Adin has been banned from strenuous activities like kneading dough by the doctors so that his muscles...

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4.86: Practical Justice

“It, uh, it… what?”

“Well, that was a fairly major political complication that was quite neatly resolved by simply giving up Kylie. Now, governments don’t tend to take drastic actio...

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Behind the Keyboard -- The Magistae

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4.85: The Door

The stone key felt unnaturally heavy in my pocket as I headed to the medical ward. Unnaturally bulky, too. I kept having visions of someone finding it in my pocket and figuring out what I was doing...

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