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"So in sedating him, they were getting rid of our chaperone," I said. "They wanted one of us." I thought of the list Daniel had found, with the word on it, and I thought of the man in the woods, who'd called me by name. So I seemed to be the one they wanted. But when I glanced up, Sam looked like a cartoon character with a "Who me?" bubble over her head."