Chapters (109)
- Cover
- Welcome
- Dedication
- To the Reader
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Book One
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- 6
- 7
- 8
- 9
- 10
- 11
- 12
- 13
- 14
- 15
- 16
- 17
- 18
- 19
- 20
- 21
- 22
- 23
- 24
- 25
- 26
- 27
- 28
- 29
- 30
- 31
- 32
- 33
- 34
- 35
- 36
- 37
- 38
- 39
- Book Two
- 40
- 41
- 42
- 43
- 44
- 45
- 46
- 47
- 48
- 49
- 50
- 51
- 52
- 53
- 54
- 55
- 56
- 57
- 58
- 59
- 60
- 61
- 62
- 63
- 64
- 65
- 66
- Book Three
- 67
- 68
- 69
- 70
- 71
- 72
- 73
- 74
- 75
- 76
- 77
- 78
- 79
- 80
- 81
- 82
- 83
- 84
- 85
- 86
- 87
- 88
- 89
- 90
- 91
- 92
- 93
- Epilogue
- One
- Two
- Three
- About the Author
- Books by James Pattersonfor Young Adult Readers
“From what we got on the island, I expected the flooding.” Fang looked up at me, his thick brows knitting together. “But what do you think is causing the fires? Was it from another natural disaster—more meteors or volcanoes—or something man-made? Something planned?”
I shook my head uncertainly. “Look at this one. ‘Whole fam got sick. I’m the only 1 left.’ Do you think that’s the virus my mom told us about—the bioweapon?”
Nudge clicked the link to see the responses.
Make sure you protect yourself. H-men sweeping populated areas now. Especially west coast usa.
Are H-men Erasers? My mom said they’re same as Doomsday cult, but I thought the flock got rid of those guys.
“What!” I jumped up and jabbed my finger at the screen, disbelieving. “If I have to deal with feral robotic man-wolves along with the dissolution of civilization, I am seriously going to lose it.”
We had almost scrolled all the way down to the bottom, and we weren’t any closer to the answers. The last comment was by PAtunnelratt, and all it said was We miss you guys.
It was from four minutes ago.
“Do you see that?” I jerked forward.
“I told you!” Gazzy’s eyes lit up. “Quick, Nudge, write them back!”
FangMod: @PAtunnelratt, it’s the flock. Are you still there?
“Ugh, this connection is so slow!” Nudge groaned as she hit Refresh over and over again.
Fang shrugged. “Well, the world has ended.”
Finally, it showed one reply, and we all crowded in closer to read it over Nudge’s shoulder.
PAtunnelratt: Awww yeahhh. FLOCK 4EVER!! I knew if anybody could survive it was U guys.
FangMod: Where are you?
PAtunnelratt: West Penn. In the mountains. Ppl thought Dad was nutz to buy underground silo. Sometimes impulse buys work out I guess. Ha-ha.
“Ask him about Erasers,” I said.
“And Cryenas!” Gazzy added.
“Oh my God, now it’s frozen,” Nudge groaned. “This always happens.”
“Sorry!” Fang said dryly. “Next time I miraculously find a working computer in the middle of freaking nowhere, I’ll try to make it speedier.”
FangMod: Tunnelratt, are there any other people in your area?
It finally went through, but Tunnelratt wasn’t responding.
“We have less than three percent battery left,” Nudge said nervously. She fired off another message.
FangMod: Have you heard anything about Erasers?
PAtunnelratt: No. but I heard of the Remedy.
“What is the Remedy?” Nudge typed lightning fast into the white box.
But the screen was already fading to gray as the tablet powered down.
13
SEVEN THOUSAND MILES due north, twenty stories underground, in a New World city known as Himmel…
The young man had left the lab without any instructions. All he had was a folded slip of paper with an address. This address. He made a fist with one gloved hand, the leather squeaking, and reached up to knock.