Eve of Destruction by Patrick Carman

Author:Patrick Carman
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins

5:30 PM–6:00 PM

I crossed to the door and pulled out my Recorder, which included a small compartment along the side where I kept two tiny tools, important when you’re a guy that’s constantly tinkering with electronics. Both tools were long and skinny, made of titanium, with hard rubber grips in the very middle. On one end of the first tool there was a minuscule Phillips screwdriver, on the other end a star-shaped pattern with a flat end. The other tool was the same, but the ends were a flat-blade screwdriver and a sharp, razor-thin knife. I couldn’t help thinking about the ways in which I could put these tools to use as weapons against Rainsford and Mrs. Goring if given the chance.

You’re not much for blood sports, bro. Put the knife down.

Not now, Keith. I’m busy.

You know it’s true. Mowing down soldiers on my Xbox was a stretch for you back in the day.

It was true. I wasn’t a killer, not even in a video game. For all my talk I knew it would take everything I had to stick a knife in someone, even if that someone really deserved it.

“Let’s see what we’re dealing with,” I muttered, switching my attention to something I could actually do as I slid my Recorder back into my pocket and approached the busted door-lock scanner. It hung on the wall by one wire, the others having been cut, and the mechanism itself had been hit with a heavy object enough times to render it useless. The casing was pretty well smashed and the insides were tumbling out of one side like cooked spaghetti. There was also an exposed circuit board, which had been broken into two halves, and a fuse with the glass broken out.

“Interesting,” I said.

Without a working fuse, no amount of power would find its way through the wires even if I could reattach them correctly, but overall, the situation was not insurmountable. I got the Recorder out again and used the star bit to remove a section off the back, revealing a series of tiny colored wires attached to a circuit board on my homemade device.

“What are you doing?”

I whirled around, scared half to death by the sound of a voice, and expected to see Mrs. Goring watching me. She’d figure out what I was up to and threaten to leave me down here forever if I didn’t stop. But as I turned, stuffing things in my pockets as fast as I could, I saw that it wasn’t Mrs. Goring after all. It was Amy, the girl from before. The girl with the blue bandanna.

“Nothing, I’m—I’m just bored I guess,” I lied, still not knowing if I could completely trust her. “Just wishing I could get the door open, looking at this broken card reader. But it’s a total loss.”

“It’s Will, right?” she asked. “That’s your name?”

“Yeah, Will Besting.”

She got very quiet, so I walked closer and asked her a question.

“Amy, when do the cures start? Did she tell you that much?”

“Yeah, she told us.

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