Chapters (81)
- Contents
- Books by Charlie Higson
- Praise for Charlie Higson’s writing:
- ST GEORGE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- THE HUNTER
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- 19 DAYS EARLIER
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- THE RACES
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- CLOSING
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Follow Penguin
- THE BEGINNING
- PENGUIN BOOKS
‘It was able to hide,’ Trey explained. ‘Amelia thinks it’s in some ways intelligent.’
‘What? Like an intelligent tiny bug thing from outer space?’ Lewis nodded his head, grinning. ‘Cool. I mean, bad, yeah, but cool.’
‘Well, maybe not intelligent like we’d understand it,’ said Amelia. ‘But it knows how to survive.’
‘When the parasite gets into you, it can control you,’ said Trey. ‘It was like the bugs hot-wired themselves into people, started becoming part of them, part of their brains, part of their bodies. They were able to mimic human cells, disguise themselves as, like, blood cells or whatever.’
‘Individually they’re nothing,’ said Trio. ‘But once they get inside enough bodies, once there’s millions of them out there, they create a sort of super brain. A neural network. Like how scientists sometimes link up loads of different computers to work together solving massive problems.’
‘And hackers,’ said Lewis. ‘Mate of mine was a hacker. Used to link up computers from all over.’
‘That’s exactly it,’ said Amelia, and Lewis felt proud he’d understood some of this.
‘Think of the parasites as hackers,’ Amelia went on. ‘Or as a computer virus, a Trojan Horse, getting inside every computer in the network and controlling it, able to stop any antivirus software from detecting it and destroying it. It was most important for the disease to hide, to keep itself secret until it was strong enough. That’s what was going on with Promithios. We used to have dealings with them and I always felt that there was a lot they weren’t telling us. I could never have known that what they weren’t telling us about was you.’
Amelia was looking at Trinity with a look of sympathy and wonder.
‘It was only our parents,’ said Trey. ‘Nobody else in the company even knew. Our mums and dads realized there was something wrong with us even before we were born, and they closed up tight, hid themselves away. Hid us away … The Twisted Kids.’
‘It was the disease working,’ said Amelia. ‘Controlling their minds. And it’s almost as if you were a sort of experiment, as if the disease was …’ Amelia suddenly stopped speaking, gave a little gasp and put her hand to her mouth. She half rose from her seat, staring at Trinity.
The Twisted Kids had collapsed, so that they were bent double, their faces resting on the table.
Amelia slumped back into her seat, too exhausted to get up.
Ed came over, looking concerned.
‘What’s happened?’
‘They suddenly went all wobbly and faint,’ said Amelia. ‘Their eyes rolled back in their heads and down they went. I think they’ve passed out. Are they all right? I hope they’re all right.’
And then she gasped again. There was something moving on Trinity’s back.
‘Oh. My. God,’ said Lewis.
Mister Three had woken up.
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