Chapter 335 The Cage of the Mind
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Kyle’s ability leaned toward the gentle and bnced water–based type.
On the other hand, multi–ability users were sensitive to many elements. For instance, Tyger had a hot temper and used to fight in illegal underground matches. He evolved in the direction of fire and metal- based abilities.
Then there were mutations that branched from specific abilities
<b>For </b>example, Lucas wielded lightning, ice, and light–based powers. Light was technically a variant of lightning. Strong bursts of electricity could produce intense shes, so his abilities were all interconnected.
At the top tier stood someone like Sage. He possessed mental maniption, precognition, and control- type powers. These abilities felt like maniption of time or space.
All of these stemmed from the most mysterious of origins, which was mental maniption. This type of ability could mutate endlessly depending on a person’s physical condition and desires.
Emma was a clear example. She was mentally unstable, and her mutated mental ability <b>was </b>unlike anything Theresa had ever encountered.
Theresa looked at everything unfolding around them. She boldly suspected they were inside <b>a </b>mental mutation just like Emma’s.
They were currently trapped inside the domain of an extremely powerful mental maniption ability
<b>user</b>.
“How do we get out?” Quentin asked.
“We need to find the <b>old </b><b>woman</b>. The only way to end <b>this </b>is to find her real body, Theresa said.
Quentin leaned toward the busted door and yelled, “Mom! Come back! I miss <b>you</b>!”
Theresa blinked.
“Mom! I’m hungry! It’s dinner time!”
Theresa pressed her fingers against her temple.
No matter what Quentin yelled, everything outside stayed deathly silent.
“That’s enough<b>. </b>Stop yelling, Theresa said tly.
“What’s your brilliant idea, Beautiful?”
“We need to find what she cares about. Theresa frowned as she looked at the canned yellow peaches on the table and the old family portrait in the room.
In that photo, her son <b>still </b>had both eyes <b>intact</b>.
An idea suddenly struck her.
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“I’ve got it!”
She handed the <b>metal </b>box to Quentin and opened it. Insitle was a deed to the property. She pulled it our and read the <b>names </b>listed on it.
Evan Miles and <b>Lana </b>Condor,
On the third–floornding, several peopley unconscious.
They appeared to be caught in nightmares and unable to <b>move</b>.
Among them, only one person <b>was </b>still struggling with all his strength.
“Let me out! I need to get out! My wife <b>and </b>kid <b>are </b>waiting for me!”
An old woman in a floral cotton coat hobbled forward with a cane. Her face was shriveled like a dying tree and lookedpletely lifeless.
She red at the man trying to wake up. Her eyes were full of hatred. “You rotten thing. Trying to steal my <b>son </b><b>again</b>? No way!”
She raised her cane and brought it down hard on his head.
Just then, she heard a voice calling <b>out</b>.
“Ms. Condor! Ryan’s in trouble. His eye’s been hurt. Pleasee back!”
Three seconds after Theresa shouted, they heard the tap<b>–</b>tap–tap of a cane hitting the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the <b>room </b>around them changed. It turned back into that gray and dim <b>hallway</b><b>. </b>
A floral–coated old woman limped toward them fast with her <b>cane</b>.
“Ryan! <b>What </b>happened to <b>Ryan</b><b>?</b>”
Right as she reached the door, someone stepped out and grabbed her by the back of the neck. In one swift motion, they mmed her against the wall.
“Ms. Condor, let us out.”
Theresa’s calm voice came from behind her.
The old woman froze, then suddenly exploded <b>with </b>rage. “So, you’re rotten too! You want to tear me <b>away </b>from my son!”
“Be smart about it. Let everyone go, or I won’t be so polite next time, Theres med
“<b>You </b><b>wish</b>! I’ll never be separated from my son!” the old woman screamed.
Then she heard a <b>familiar </b>voice.
“Mom, I want to go.”
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The fury in her eyes faded at once. She slowly turned her old hear toward Quentin
Quentin gave Theresa a quick nce.
He walked up to the old woman and smiled at her. “Mom, I’ve grown up. I need to go out and make my
OWEL <b>WIN</b><b>. </b>
“You don’t want me working in some mine forever with no future, right?”
The old woman stiffened. “But people out there willugh at you”
“Even if they do, I still want to go. I want to do what I love. I want to see the world. I want new friends. I want to be a free cagle, flying wherever I want.”
“Mom, please let us go <b>Quentin’s </b>voice was sincere.
So sincere it could move anyone.
The old woman stared at him. The joy and excitement on her face slowly faded.
“Are you actually Ryan?”
“Of course, I am.” Quentin squatted down with a goofy smile.
Suddenly, the old woman reached out to pull off his blindfold. Just as it started to slip, a hand shot our and stopped her