Elijah's heart sank. Adam had been talking about a photographer, but Elijah had been hoping that no one would get taken. He'd hoped the same for Murphy, too. But despite his hopes, someone new was now stuck in the dark basement with the rest of them.
"Is he okay?" Elijah asked softly as he got to his feet and went over to the fence to hook his fingers against the chainlink. He wet his lips and tried to listen to the new boy's breathing, trying to assess if it was labored or not.
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