Gone (Gone #1)(111)

Pm going to die here, Lana thought.

"Human light" Pack Leader slurred. He indicated a Hash-light lying wedged between the rocks. Howard leaped at it and switched it on. His hand shook so badly, the light danced across rock walls sending shadows flying like swift-moving ghosts.

Now even Drake seemed leery, frightened of something he couldn't quite explain. He was asking questions, ever more agitated as they stepped into the icebox chill of the mine.

"Someone needs to tell me what we're going to see," Drake insisted.

"I need to know what we're up to" Drake said.

"Maybe we belter talk about our deal" Drake said.

"How much farther?" Drake said.

But all the white, they moved down the shaft.

Lana had to force each brea:h. Had to remind herself: Breathe. Breathe.

Patrick was gone. He'd abandoned them at the mouth of the mine.

"Man, I... I can't do this" Howard said."I gotta .I* He was gasping for breath.

"Shut up" Drake snapped, glad to have someone to take out his frustrations on.

Howard turned suddenly and bolted, taking the flashlight with him.

Pack Leader yipped a command and two coyotes went in pursuit.

With the flashlight gone, Lana could see the faint green glow from the walls. Darkness behind. The Darkness ahead.

"Let him go," Drake said.

"Howard's not important" Drake said-

"I'm important" Drake said. His voice was small.

Una closed her eyes tight, but somehow the green glow penetrated her eyelids, as though it could shine right through her flesh, right through the bone of her skulk She could go no farther, She sank to her knees.

Close enough. It was there, jus: ahead, just around that last bend, a moving, sliding, grinding pile of glowing rock.

The soundless voice was a cudgel slamming her head. The

Darkness thrust invisible fingers of ice into her mind, and Lana knew ihal she herself was speaking its words.

"The healer" she cried in a tortured, manic parody of her own voice.

She kept her eyes shut but could teel Drake kneeling beside her.

*Why do you come to me?" Lana cried, a puppet, nothing but a tool for the Darkness to use.

"The coyote ..." Drake managed. Faithful Pack Leader," the Daifcness said through Lana, "Obedient, but not yet equal to a human."

Open your eyes, Lana told herself. Be brave. Be brave. See it, face it, fight it. But the darkness was in her skull, pushing and prodding, peeking inside her secrets, laughing at her pathetic resistance.

And yet, she opened her eyes. A lifelong habit of defiance gave her the strength. But she kept ^er eyes cast down, strong enough to force them open, too terrified to look on the face of the thing itself.

The rocks under her knees glowed.

She was touching it, touching the hem of it.

Pack Leader groveled, lowering himself to the fioor of the cave beside Lana, crawling on his belly.

Suddenly, Lana tell an electric shock of terrifying force. Her back arched, her head went back, her arms flew* wide.

A pain like an icicle stabbing her eye and searing her brain.

She tried to scream, but no sound would come out.

Then it was gone and she fell onto her back, legs folded beneath her. She gasped like a landed fish, unable to fill her lungs.

"Defiance"she croaked in a voice not her own.

"She's supposed to fix my arm," Drake said. "If you kill her, she can't help me."

"You are bold to make demands" the Darkness said through Lana.

"I'm not ... it's ... I want my arm back" Drake shouted raggedly.

Lana found she could breathe again. She sucked in oxygen. She pushed out against the floor, scooted inch by inch away from the Darkness-Drake shrieked in agony, Lana saw him as she had been, like he'd grabbed a power line. His body jerked like a marionette.

The Darkness released him.

"Ah," the Darkness said, and twisted Lana's mouth into a rictus. "I have found a much better teacher for you, Pack Leader*

Pack Leader had dared to stand up. He kept his tail and head> "This human will teach you to kill humans" Lana said.

Drake spoke as though each syllable was an effort. "Yes. But... my arm "

"Give me the arm " Lana said and, unwilling, crawled to Drake.

Drake stood up, shaky but determined. He extended the burned, sawed-off stump.

"I will give you an arm such as no human ever had" the Darkness said through Lana. "You have no magic within you. human, but the girl will serve"

L*rake moved with surprising speed. He pivoted and yanked Lana up by her hair, "Take my arm " he hissed.

She placed her trembling hand against the melted llesh, feeling the fresh-cut bone beneath it, wanting to throw* up.

The glow deepened. Lana felt her entire body filled with it, not hot but cold, as cold as ice.

Drake's flesh was growing.

She could feel it moving beneath her fingers. But it wasn't human flesh.

Not human llesh at all. "No" she whispered. "Yes," Drake breathed. "Yes."





THIRTY-NINE


36 HOURS, 37 MINUTES

And sometimes when you lie to me Sometimes I'll lie to you And there isn't a thing you could possibly do All these half-destroyed lives Aren't as bad as they seem But now I see blood and I hear people scream Then I wake up