Caroline wanted to believe her. There was something about how she was being told this that made her want to believe. But too much had happened, too many bad things had been done to her and those she loved by people she had believed. There was no way of knowing that this wasn't going to be the same.

Licking her cracked lips, she winced with every moment. Her body wanted to stay still, to be allowed to curl up into a ball and pretend this wasn't happening. "There were supposed to be people to stop them before," she said, voice soft. "Where's this island? What is this place?"