50 The Bad Place by Dean Koontz

Author:Dean Koontz [Koontz, Dean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9780425195482
Google: t-WRQ9ofWDMC
Amazon: 0425195481
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1990-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

" Bobby said,

"How long until science advances far enough to make this thing possible?"

"No way of arriving at a precise answer," Manfred said.

"Guess."

"Decades?" Gavenall said.

"A century? Who knows?" Clint said,

"Wait a minute. What're you telling us? That this thing comes from the future, that it came through some...

some time warp from the next century?"

"Either that," Gavenall said,

"or... it doesn't come from this world at all." Stunned, Bobby looked down at the bug with no less revulsion but with considerably more wonder and respect than he'd had a moment ago.

"You really think this might be a biological machine created by people from another world? An alien artifact?" Manfred worked his mouth but produced no sound, as if rendered speechless by the prospect of what he was about to say.

"Yes," Gavenall said,

"an alien artifact. Seems more likely to me than the possibility that it came tumbling back to us through some hole in time." Even as Gavenall spoke, Dyson Manfred continued to work his mouth in a frustrated attempt to break the silence that gripped him, and his lantern jaw gave him the look of a praying mantis masticating a grisly lunch. When words at last issued from him, they came in a rush:

"We want you to understand, we will not, flatly will not, return this specimen. We'd be derelict as scientists to allow this incredible thing to reside in the hands of laymen, we must preserve and protect it, and we will, even if we have to do so by force." A flush of defiance lent a glow of health to the entomologist's pale, angular face for the first time since Bobby had met him.

"Even if by force," he repeated.

Bobby had no doubt that he and Clint could beat the crap out of the human stick bug and his rotund colleague, but the was no reason to do so. He didn't care if they kept the thing in the lab tray-as long as they agreed to some ground rules about how and when they would go public with it.

All he wanted right now was to get out of that bughouse into warm sunlight and fresh air. The whispery sounds from the specimen drawers, though certainly imaginary, grew louder and more frenzied by the minute. His entomophobia would soon kick him off the ledge of reason and send him screaming from the room; he wondered if his anxiety was a parent or if he was sufficiently self-controlled to conceal it.

felt a bead of sweat slip down his left temple, and had the answer.

"Let's be absolutely frank," Gavenall said.

"It's not only obligation to science that requires us to maintain possession of this specimen. Revelation of this find will make us, academically and financially. Neither one of us is a slouch in his field but this will catapult us to the top, the very top, and we're willing to do whatever is necessary to protect our interests here His blue eyes had narrowed, and his open Irish face had closed up into a hard mask of determination.

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