Micah held up his wrist, showing me his bronze-colored bracelet. I studied it, just realizing they all wore one. It hadn’t struck me yesterday, but now that I was seeing it, I remembered they all had one on. “It tracks us,” he said. “And it doesn’t come off. Believe me, we all try.” I didn’t have one, though. “It vibrates when the team is coming,” he explains. “Security arrives first, and if we’re in our rooms like good little boys, they simply flip a lock to keep us secure. If we’re not, then they’ll find us and lock us in our rooms themselves. When the doors open again, they’re gone, the
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