“A couple of reports suggesting The Testing be limited to a hundred candidates. During the past several years a larger percentage than is acceptable to Dr. Barnes has been eliminated during the first examination. Nothing that helps figure out where Dr. Barnes is now.” Raffe frowns. “Although there’s also a calendar that shows the scheduled meetings for this year’s selection of Testing candidates, along with the preliminary names.”
Raffe holds out the papers and I cross the room and take them. The first page is a list of potential candidates. My soul aches as I read name after name, along with the colonies they belong to. Finally I come to Five Lakes Colony and the names Daileen Dasho, Lyane Maddows, and Christoph Nusman. All students I know. I have played sports with them and studied beside them. All three will celebrate their selection for The Testing, not knowing that the price of failure is more than they should ever be forced to pay. Pushing aside the emotions that threaten to overwhelm me, I flip to the calendar. There was a meeting of the committee earlier today at The Testing Center. I doubt Dr. Barnes would have missed it. The meeting must have ended hours ago. Dr. Barnes could have left after it was over, but this is the only clue we have as to his whereabouts. We have no choice but to follow it.
When I tell Raffe we are headed to campus, he says, “Before we leave, there’s something you need to see. There’s a file here with your name on it.”
He places the file in my hand and watches as I open it. The paper is the same gray color as the one given to me by President Collindar. Only this time, instead of finding Dr. Barnes’s name and information inside, I find my own.
Malencia Vale.
Age at Testing: 16
Colony: Five Lakes
Group: Wide range of aptitude
Defining attribute: Mechanical Ability
First round Testing: Pass
Notes: Strong emotional reaction to candidate self-termination. Will watch to see if this affects future Testing.
Second round Testing: Pass
Notes: Again, strong emotional reaction to candidate failure. Yet still completed this test.
Third round Testing: Pass
Notes: Unusual need to aid teammates when allowing those teammates to fail would bring candidate closer to achieving her goal. Her personal beliefs are in conflict with the committee’s criteria for passage to the University. However, strong demonstration of candidate’s ability to trust her instincts and persuade others makes her unique. I believe she is my best chance and have taken steps to go around my colleagues in an effort to aid and test her further in round four.
Best chance? I read the line again. Best chance of what? Was Dr. Barnes the reason Symon gave me food, water, and the vial that helped me in my interview? From what I see here, it appears he must be. But why? I don’t understand.
Fourth round of Testing: Failure recommended by staff. Candidate is not questioning enough of others and not committed enough to her agenda to do whatever is necessary for the country’s future development. Does not have a strong enough personality to make difficult choices.
Failure. I shake my head and read the words again. Not a strong enough personality. If the committee sought to eliminate me as a candidate, why was I accepted?
Interview: Candidate surprised committee with emotional restraint and strongly worded responses. Some have been swayed to allow her passage. Most have not.
Committee recommendation: Failure
Final result: Pass
Despite everything I did, the committee believed I had failed. Those words on the page make my knees go weak. It shouldn’t matter what The Testing officials believed. But seeing proof that I was not good enough or strong enough to them is like a slap in the face. My best wasn’t worthy of their acceptance.
“None of this makes sense,” I say, looking up from the folder. “Why did I pass The Testing if the committee recommended I fail?”
Raffe shakes his head. “It looks like Dr. Barnes intervened. Maybe that’s the reason Professor Holt has been upset about your presence at the University from the first day you arrived in her residence. She would have known you had been marked for failure and yet somehow survived. What do you think it means?”
“I don’t know.” And there is only one way to find out. I pick up my bag and shove the folder inside. “We have to find Dr. Barnes. Let’s go.”
Raffe glances around the room. “I don’t know if it’s important, but it just occurred to me what’s been bothering me since we got here. The lamp in this room was on. Dr. Barnes would never have left a light on all day by mistake.”
“Why . . .” I don’t ask the rest of the question because I guess the answer. Dr. Barnes left the light on because he wants people to think he is here. The Safety patrols that roam this street, even though all other officials are looking on the other side of the city for whoever set the explosives.
This is a trap.
Chapter 18
RAFFE AND I look around the room for a sign that I am right and find it beneath the desk. A black box with wires and a blinking light. An explosive. Is it on a timer or is it waiting to be tripped by something else? It’s impossible to say. Only one thing is clear. “We have to get out of here.”