"I don't think that'll work," he said grimly, still laying back at the foot of the bed. He laid there for a while longer, staring angrily up at the ceiling as if he could see beyond it and the faux Taxon sky, past the barrier to wherever it was the aliens were. She was right. This was a glitch. Had to be.

Stefan sat up. "If I can't break that, any tools you'd have laying around here won't be able to. Whatever this is," he touched his fingers to her bracelet where the chain was connected to it, "they don't want us to break free of it so easily."