All the Pretty Ghosts (The Never Alone Series Book 1) by Jamie Campbell

Author:Jamie Campbell [Campbell, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Teen & Young Adult, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Horror, Science Fiction, Dystopian
Amazon: B00WYHKYLC
Goodreads: 25476495
Published: 2015-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I looked from the adults below to Jet, unable to believe what I was seeing. All the adults had died. The Event had wiped them out wholly and completely. Seeing them was… impossible.

Completely and unequivocally impossible.

“I know, right?” Jet said, laughing. “It blows your mind.”

“How…? How is this even possible?” I stammered out the question, trying to remember how to speak again. It had been a year since I had seen an adult that wasn’t a spirit.

Wait.

I knew what I was seeing.

They had to be spirits.

“You can see them?” I asked before he could start to reply to my original question.

Jet’s brow wrinkled with confusion. “Of course I can see them. I’m not blind.”

“They’re alive?”

“You betcha. Alive and kickin’.”

I couldn’t stop looking at them. Their ages ranged from twenties right up to the elderly. There had to be a dozen of them. Seeing anyone over the age of nineteen now was impossible. I couldn’t get that word out of my head.

Impossible.

“How are they alive?” I asked.

Jet started chewing on his bottom lip again as his gaze returned to the cavern below. His arm was still stretched out in front of me, preventing me from taking a tumble over the edge.

“Jet? How?” I prompted. There were so many questions floating around in my head that it was swimming with nothing else. All my aches had dulled and given way to my confusion.

His eyes remained fixed. “I don’t know. They’re here and that’s the end of it. Nobody knows for sure.”

“But you have a theory.” The words for sure at the end of his sentence screamed he had all kinds of ideas about how the adults were still alive.

Jet shook his head, returning to his casual self. “If the world could heal with theories, we’d all be in utopia.”

“You know something,” I stated. It wasn’t a question because I was certain he did know something. Something he didn’t want to share with me, obviously.

“I know nothing.”

I noted it for later, in case I got to have the chance of living later, and left it alone. Provoking my captor probably wasn’t the smartest way to get back above ground. I would never be able to find my own way out again.

Instead, I switched topics. “Why do they hide down here? They should be above ground, helping everyone.”

Jet snapped his gaze back to me like I had said something wrong. “Why would they do that?”

“Because it’s freaking chaos up there. They might be able to restore the city back to what it was.”

“You really think a few adults could do that?”

“They could try. Down here, they’re doing nothing.”

“That’s not true,” he replied stubbornly. “They’re surviving. Isn’t that what we’re all doing? Both below and above ground?”

“But there are kids dying.” An unwelcome image of the charred little boy from the previous day entered my mind. “Kids that need adults.”

Jet didn’t have anything to say about that. He just stood there, chewing on his lip like he didn’t have a care in the world. It was impossible having a real conversation with him, I shouldn’t have tried.

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