Gone (Gone #1)(94)

The still camera was unlikely to yield anything useful, Jack knew, but he attached it and fast-forwarded to the right time signature. When the photo loaded up there was a collective gasp,

Andrew was clearly visible, smiling, happy, transformed, with arms outstretched. The thing he was reaching toward looked like a light flare, a reflection of something, except that it was an almost fluorescent green and all the lights had been white.

"Zoom in on that green blob," Caine said.

"It's a depth-of-field problem," Jack said. "Let me try to enhance it" !t took a few seconds for the image to focus into the green cloud. It took several laytrs of enhancement before they could see what looked like a hole ringed by needle-sharp teeth.

"What is that thing?" Drake wondered aloud,

"It looks like ... I don't know," Jack said. "But it doesn't look like something you'd be reaching out for."

"He was seeing something different" Diana said.

"It altered time somehow, accelerated Andrew's time" Jack said, thinking out loud."So for Andrew, it was al! lasting a lot longer than it was for us. For him it may have been ten seconds, or even ten minutes, although for us it was less than the blink of an eye. It was just sheer luck we caught any of it"

Caine surprised him then and actually patted him on the back. "Don't sell yourself short. Jack."

Diana said, "He didn't just pocf. He saw something. He reached out to it. That green thing, what looks like some kind of a monster to us, must have looked like something else to Andrew."

"What, though?"

"Whatever he wanted it to be" Diana said. "Whatever he wanted so badly at that moment that he reached for it. If I had to guess? I'd say Andrew saw his mommy"

Drake spoke for the first time in a while. "So this big blink thing isn't just some thing that happens"

"No, there is deception involved" Caine said. "A trick. A lie."

"A seduction" Diana said. "Like one of those carnivorous plants that attracts the bug with perfume and bright colors and then .. " She closed her hand around an imaginary bug.

Caine seemed mesmerized by tie frozen image. In a dreamy voice he said, "Is it possible to say no? That's the question. Can we say no to the bright flower? Can we say no,,, and survive?"

"Okay, I get the mommy thing, liut I got another question" Drake said harshly. "What's that thing with the teeth?"





THIRTY-THREE


88 HOURS, 24 MINUTES

ALL THROUGH THE night the coyotes slammed against ihe door, trying to break it down. But Sam and Quinn and Edilio had stripped the cabin ot everything that could be used to strengthen the door, and it would hold. Sam was confident of that.

For a while, at least.

"They're locked out," Sam said

"And we're locked in," Lana agreed.

"Can you do it?" Astrid asked Sam.

"I don't know," Sam admitted. "I guess. But I have to go out there to do it. If it works, okay. Maybe. If it doesn't.. "

"More pudding anyone?" Quinn, trying to lighten the mood.

"Better to stay in here," Astrid opined. "They'll have to come through the door. That means one or two at a time. Wouldn't that be easier, Sam?"

"Yeah, it'll be a party." He held out his tin cup. "Quinn: pudding me."

After several long hours the coyotes tired of slamming against the door. The trapped kids grabbed a few hours of sleep each, two at a time* always making sure two were awake.

The sky began to lighten to pearl gray, not enough to see clearly, but enough for Edilio to find a knothole that gave him a dim view of the front yard.

"There's got to be, maybe, a hundred of them out there" he reported.

Lana got up from repairing her clothing with a needle and thread and looked for herself. "That's more than one pack" she said.

"You can tell that?" Astrid asked, yawning and rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"I know a little about coyotes now" Lana said. "If we see this many, it means there's at least twice as many around here. Some have to be out hunting, Coyotes hunt day and night"

She sat back down and picked up her sewing. "They're waiting for something"

"What?*

"I didn't see Pack Leader, Maybe he left. Maybe they're waiting for him to come back"

"Sooner or later they'll lose interest, won't they?" Astrid asked.

Lana shook her head. "Normal coyotes, sure. But these aren't normal coyotes"

They waited and every hour or so Sam or Edilio would check the view, and every time they saw coyotes.

Suddenlv there came the sound of a hundred canine voices raised in excited yips.

Patrick stood up, bristling.

Sam ran to the peephole. Lana shone the flashlight on him. "They have fire" Sam said.

Lana pushed past him and climbed up to see for herself. "Its Pack Leader" she confirmed."He has a burning branch *

"It's not just a burning branch, it's a torch " Sam said. "It's not just something he found. It's only burning at one end. a branch wouldn't do that. Someone with hands had to have made it. Someone gave it to him"