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He blinked.
He raised the gun and fired at Little Pete. But his aim was wild. His aim was off because of the blinding flash of greenish-white light.
Drake’s arm, the entire arm holding the gun, burst into flame.
Drake screamed. The gun fell from his melting fingers.
The flesh burned black. The smoke was brown.
Drake screamed and stared in stark horror as the fire ate away at his arm. He broke and ran, the wind fanning the flames.
“Good shot, Sam,” Edilio said.
“I was aiming at his head,” Sam said, gritting his teeth through the pain.
Lana knelt beside Sam and laid her hands on the bloody mess of his knee.
“We have to get out of here,” Sam managed to say. “Forget me, we have to run. Back to…Caine will…”
But that was the last of his strength. It felt as if a black hole was swallowing him up. He swirled down and down into unconsciousness.
THIRTY-FIVE
86 HOURS, 11 MINUTES
“WHERE ARE WE?” Sam woke up all at once and was embarrassed to find that he was being half dragged down the road by Edilio and a kid he didn’t know.
Edilio stopped. “Can you stand?”
Sam tested his legs. Lana’s healing of his leg had been complete. “Yeah. I’m fine. Feel okay, actually.”
He looked back and realized they had been leading a sort of ragtag parade. Astrid and Little Pete, Lana holding a boy’s hand while her dog bounded into the woods to chase a squirrel. Quinn walked by himself along the shoulder of the road, shunned and ashamed. And there were almost two dozen kids, the liberated freaks from Coates.
Edilio saw the look on his face. “You got yourself a crowd of followers, Sam.”
“Caine hasn’t come after us?”
“Not yet.”
The group of them was straggling down the road, bunched here and there, spread out elsewhere, wandering, undisciplined.
Sam winced when he saw the hands of the Coates kids. The concrete had leeched all the moisture from their skin. Their skin was white and loose, hanging in tatters in some cases, like the tattered bandages of some horror movie mummy. Their wrists revealed red circles where the concrete had rubbed the flesh bloody. They were filthy.
“Yeah,” Edilio said, knowing what he was seeing. “Lana’s going through them one at a time. Healing them. She’s amazing.”
Sam thought he heard something extra in Edilio’s voice. “She’s cute too, huh, Edilio?”
Edilio’s eyes went wide and he started blushing. “She’s just…you know…”
Sam slapped his shoulder. “Good luck with that.”
“You think she…I mean, you know me, I’m just…” Edilio stammered his way to a stop.
“Dude, let’s see if we can stay alive. Then you can ask her out or whatever.”
Sam surveyed the scene. They were on the Coates road, passing the iron gate, still many miles from Perdido Beach.
Astrid noticed that he was awake and hurried her pace. “About time you woke up,” she said.
