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Lana had the power to heal She’d first discovered this ability the day of the FAYZ, when her grandfather had disappeared They’d been driving in his pickup truck at the time, and the sudden disappearance of the driver had sent the truck rolling down a very long embankment

Lana’s injuries should have killed her Alht have lain hidden within her forever, but for her terrible need

She had healed herself She’d healed Sam when he was shot; and Cookie, whose shoulder had been split open; andBattle

The kids called her the Healer She was second only to Sam Temple as a hero in the FAYZ Everyone looked up to her Everyone respected her Some of them, especially the ones whose lives she’d saved, treated her with so like awe Lana had no doubt that Cookie, for one, would give his life for her He had been in a living hell until she’d saved him

But hero worship didn’t stop kids froht, over every little pain or problem: loose teeth, sunburn, skinned knees, stubbed toes

So she had moved away from town and now lived in a room in the Clifftop Resort

The hotel hugged the FAYZ wall, the blank, impenetrable barrier that defined this neorld

“Cal head-butted her in his eagerness for breakfast Lana pried the lid off the ALPO can and, blocking Patrick, spooned half of it into a dish on the floor

“There Jeez, you’d swear I never feed you”

As she said it she wondered how long she would be able to go on feeding Patrick There were kids eating dog food now And there were skin-and-bones dogs in the streets, picking through trash next to kids ere picking through trash to find scraps they’d thrown out weeks earlier

Lana was alone at Clifftop Hundreds of rooae-choked pool, a tennis court truncated by the barrier She had a balcony that afforded a sweeping view of the beach below and the too-placid ocean

Sam, Edilio, Astrid, and Dahra Baidoo—who acted as pharmacist and nurse—knehere she was and could find her if they really needed her But ree of control over her life

She looked longingly at the dog food Wondering, not for the first time, what it tasted like Probably better than the burned potato peels with barbecue sauce she’d eaten

Once, the hotel had been full of food But on Sam’s orders Albert and his crew had collected it all, centralized it all at Ralph’s Where Drake hadremainder

Now there was no food in the hotel Not even in any of the mini-bars in the rooms, which once had been stocked with delicious candy bars, and chips and nuts Now all that was left was alcoho