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He stepped onto Astrid’s street. From half a block away he saw the wreckage strewn out over trees and yards and draped over fences.
Then the house. That stopped him dead in his tracks. The top of the house was gone.
And there stood Astrid, right up on top, right out in the open because the walls were all gone, and there was her ’tard brother, only he was kind of, like, floating in the air above a bed.
Orc gaped up at Astrid, but she didn’t notice him. She was looking up at the sky, up at the cloud. Her hands were at her side. In one hand she held a huge-looking pistol.
A brilliant flash lit everything up.
A tree not ten feet away blew apart.
CRRR-ACK!
BOOOOM!
Lightning. Thunder.
Splinters and leaves from the tree came down in a shower all around Orc.
And suddenly the cloud seemed to drop from the sky, only it wasn’t the cloud itself, it was rain. Gray streamers of water, pouring down.
It was like stepping into a cold shower. The rain fell on Orc’s marveling, upturned face. It pooled in his eyes, it ran in streams through his quarry of a body.
Astrid cried out, words irrelevant. Orc heard the despair, the fear. She was soaked through, standing there with her big gun, screaming at her brother, sobbing.
Orc opened his mouth and water flowed in. Clean, fresh, as cold as ice water.
Chapter Twenty-Four
9 HOURS, 6 MINUTES
BRITTNEY SAW THE huge, blue-eyed bugs. She saw the cave. And she understood none of it.
Then she saw Jamal’s gun. Shreds of his clothing. The blood that soaked them.
Nothing left but his clothing, his shoes, and his gun.
The bugs skittered madly past her carrying rocks eight, nine, ten times their own size. Like busy ants. But ants the size of wolves or Shetland ponies.
Coyotes watched. They were anxious, skittish, scared of the massive insects.
She wished she could ask Jamal what was happening. But Jamal would not be answering any more questions.
She wondered if she could flee. She wondered if she should flee. But what difference would it make?
The bugs had piled up a small mountain of rocks. Bigger and bigger stones were being hauled out.
She stepped in front of one of the insects. It was carrying a rock that could easily crush her. It would be nothing for these bugs to attack her, tear her apart as they’d apparently done to poor scared Jamal.
But the bug just scuttled around her.
Why? Why would they eat Jamal and not her? Because they ate only truly living flesh? Or because they knew that she was Drake and Drake was she and they could not harm Drake?
What was stopping them?
Who was stopping them?
But Brittney already knew the answer. She knew that something, someone, some mind was touching hers. It was as if she’d always known it. As if that cold
