Chaos Walking 1: The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness

Author:Patrick Ness
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-01-07T04:51:36.130000+00:00

THE END OF ALL THINGS

FALLING NO FALLING no please help me Falling The Knife The Knife Spackle spacks are dead, all spacks dead VIOLA sorry, please, sorry he's got a spear FALLING Please please Aaron, behind you! He's coming! no further use for you, boy Viola falling, Viola Eade Spackle the screaming and the blood and no WATCH ME watch me no please watch me he woulda killed us Ben please I'm sorry Aaron! Run! E-A-D-E More of them we have to get outta here FALLING falling dark blood The Knife dead run I'm a killer please no SPACKLE Viola Viola Viola--

"Viola!" I try to scream but it's blackness, it's blackness with no sound, blackness and I've fallen and I have no voice-

"Viola," I try again and there's water in my lungs and an ache in my gut and pain, pain in my-

"Aaron," I whisper to myself and no one. "Run, it's Aaron."

And then I fall again and it's blackness ...

...

"Todd?"

...

"Todd?"

Manchee.

"Todd?"

I can feel a dog's tongue on my face which means I can feel my face which means I can tell where it is and with a rush of air clanging into me, I open my eyes.

Manchee's standing right by my head, shifting from foot to foot, licking his lips and nose nervously, the bandage still over his eye, but he's all blurry and it's hard to-

"Todd?"

I try to say his name to calm him but all I do is cough and a sharp pain soars thru my back. I'm still down on my belly in the muck, where I fell when Aaron-

Aaron.

When Aaron hit me in the head with his staff. I try to raise my head and a blinding ache stretches over the right side of my skull all the way down to my jaw and I have to lie there gritting my teeth for a minute just letting it hurt and blaze before I can even try speaking again.

"Todd?" Manchee whimpers.

"I'm here, Manchee," I finally mutter but it comes up outta my chest like a growl held back by goo and it sets off more coughing-

Which I have to cut short cuz of the sharp pain in my back.

My back.

I stifle another cough and a horror feeling spreads out from my gut into the rest of me. The last thing I saw before-No.

Oh, no.

I cough a little in my throat, trying not to move any muscle at all, failing at it and surviving the pain till it ebbs as far as it's gonna and then I work on making my mouth move without killing me.

"Is there a knife in me, Manchee?" I rasp.

"Knife, Todd," he barks and there's worry all over him. "Back, Todd."

He comes forward to lick my face again, the dog way of trying to make it better. All I do is breathe and not move for a minute. I close my eyes and pull air inside, despite how my lungs are complaining and already seem full.

I am Todd Hewitt, I think, which is a

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