I Am Number Four [Lorian Legacies 1] by Pittacus Lore

Author:Pittacus Lore
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Love & Romance, Love, Survival Stories, Action & Adventure, Extraterrestrial Beings, Household, Fantasy & Magic, General, United States, Science Fiction, Moving, School & Education, High Schools, Schools, Ohio, People & Places, Friendship, Juvenile Fiction, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780061969553
Publisher: Harper
Published: 2010-08-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

EVERYTHING SLOWS. I SEE A SECOND PERSON at the top of the stairs. Sam yelps in surprise and I turn to him, silence fil ing my ears with the discordant hum that comes with slow motion. The man behind him gives him a hard shove that causes his feet to leave the ground, and, when he hits, it wil be at the bottom of the stairs, where the concrete floor awaits. I watch him sail through the air, flailing his arms with a look of terror on his anguished face. Without giving it a single thought, my instinct takes over and I lift my hands at the very last second and catch him, his head a mere two inches above the basement floor. I set him down gently.

"Shit," Henri says.

Sam sits up and crawls backwards like a crab until he reaches the cinder-block wal . His eyes are wide-open, staring at the steps, his mouth moving but no words coming out. The figure who pushed him stands at the top of the stairs trying to figure out, like Sam, what just happened. It must be the third one.

"Sam, I tried to--," I say.

The man at the top of the stairs turns and tries to sprint away but I force him down two of the stairs. Sam looks at the man being held by an unseen force, then looks at my one arm extended towards him. He is shocked and speechless.

I grab the duct tape and lift the man in the air and carry him up to the second floor, keeping him suspended the entire way. He yel s obscenities while I tape him into a chair, but I hear none of them because my mind is racing to figure out what we wil say to Sam about what just happened.

"Shut up," I say.

He unloads another string of cuss words. I decide I've had enough so I tape his mouth shut and walk back to the basement. Henri is standing near Sam, who is stil sitting there, with the same blank stare on his face.

"I don't get it," he says. "What just happened?"

Henri and I look at each other. I shrug.

"Tel me what's happening," Sam says, his voice pleading with us, tinged with desperation to know the truth, to know that he's not crazy and that he didn't imagine what he just saw.

Henri sighs and shakes his head. Then he says, "What the hel 's the point?"

"The point in what?" I ask.

He ignores me, and instead turns to Sam. He purses his lips together, looks at the man slumped in the chair to make sure he is stil out, and then at Sam. "We aren't who you think we are," he says, and pauses. Sam stays silent, staring at Henri. I can't read his face, and I have no idea what Henri is about to tel him--if he wil again make up some elaborate story or, for once, tel him the truth--and it's this latter that I'm truly hoping for. He looks at me and I nod my head in agreement.

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