Children of the Mountain (Book 3): Lightning Child by Hakok R.A

Author:Hakok, R.A. [Hakok, R.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
Publisher: www.rahakok.com
Published: 2018-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

I keep it up for as long as I can. My legs are accustomed to the snow, but not the pace I’ve set them. I feel the muscles there come to the end of their endurance, become unreliable. I catch an edge with a snowshoe, stagger into a drift. I throw my hands out against the fall, but I land awkwardly, my arms sinking deep into powder. I stay like that for a while, just sucking in air. The voice has finally fallen silent, but its work is done. A cold darkness wraps itself around my heart.

At last I struggle to my feet. Snow has found its way inside my mittens; it sticks to my cheeks, my mask, my goggles. I don’t bother to dust it off. I point my snowshoes toward the road, but my knees have turned to rubber. It takes longer than it ought to make it the final few hundred yards back to the SunTrust Bank.

As I stagger into the parking lot I see the kid, sitting by himself in the ATM lobby. He stares at me through those goggles. I should have paid more attention to that, I see it now. When did he first take to wearing them at night? I try to remember, but the days since we left Mount Weather have blended into each other and I can’t be sure. I unsnap my snowshoes, meaning to go in and ask him about it, but as I step out of them Jake appears at the door, blocking my way. He looks past me, over my shoulder.

‘Where’s Mags?’

I tell him we went to check out the bunker; that she’s back there right now, working on getting the power back on. He stares at me like I might have sprouted another head overnight.

‘Seriously, you just left her, by herself? What if something’s hiding in there, like when you went to Mount Weather?’

Something hiding.

If only he knew how absurd that sounds. I feel something inside my chest start to convulse, and I realize I might actually laugh. I can feel it, bubbling up inside me. I have to grit my teeth to suppress it.

Mags is that thing, you muscle-bound moron.

Or soon will be.

Jake’s still glaring at me, waiting for an answer. In the room behind the Juvies have stopped whatever they’re doing to tune in to this latest drama. I take a breath, start to explain that it’s okay. Fearrington wasn’t that big; we checked everywhere. It’s clear he doesn’t care much for that explanation, however. He turns on his heels and heads back inside before I’ve got more than a couple of words out. I stand there for a moment, aware that the Juvies are all watching me.

I feel the heat rising in my cheeks. I follow him inside, meaning to make him listen to what I have to say, whether or not he cares to hear it. But before I’ve made it half way across the room Lauren steps into my path. She slips

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