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into place. Slowly, he regained some sense of order.
“People with shock-sticks, form a circle. Everyone else get inside it. If that thing comes at us again, it will live to regret it.”
Minutes passed slowly and nothing happened. Blake was beside me in the circle.
“D’you think it’s gone?” I muttered to him out of the corner of my mouth.
He shook his head, his voice tight with anger. “I hope not. I need another crack at it.”
“Look,” someone said in a hushed whisper and pointed towards the door. A shadow appeared there, the silhouette of a huge chicken. It turned its head, looking here and there, eyes gleaming a pale green in the darkness. We huddled closer together, getting ready for its attack. Eventually it strutted outside and away.
It was a while before we felt convinced that it was really gone. We spent the next half hour searching the store for people who’d been knocked out or forced to hide. But as the afternoon wore on we had to accept the truth.
We’d lost another council member.
And all that was left behind was a shiny black feather.
CHAPTER 12
After the darkness inside, the weak sun was blinding as we left the Asda. The scavengers didn’t speak much, just collected the trolleys that we’d already filled and set off home. They just wanted to get far away as fast as possible.
I was ready to go with them. But Glen wouldn’t let me.
“We’re so close,” he said to me and Blake in a stage whisper as we held a small meeting. “We just have to walk up that hill and we’re there.”
“He’s right,” Blake said shortly. He wasn’t very happy about being shown up by the chicken.
“I don’t know,” I said, chewing my bottom lip. “It feels like a big risk. We should get home while we have the chance.”
“Please, Rayna,” Glen said, tugging on my sleeve. “We won’t get another chance. There’s no way the council will let me try again after this. Everyone will vote against it.”
“It would be a waste not to try,” Blake agreed. “We’ve already been attacked once. I don’t think it’ll happen again. We were sent here for a reason so we should finish the job.”
“Alright but we’ve got to be quick.” I didn’t have much choice but to agree.
The university campus wasn’t far away. We trudged up the hill, Glen, Blake and what was left of his crew.Some of them had been taken out by the chicken and were snoring away in the trolleys being pushed home, along with Stevey. Those of us who were left didn’t talk much. I don’t know about the others but I had my own reasons for keeping silent.
I was scared.
More than scared, I was terrified. Completely and utterly petrified.
It felt uncomfortable. I hadn’t been this scared of the chickens since the night I’d seen my sister get taken. Sure, I’d never been happy to see them, and when I was close to getting caught once or twice I’d been scared. But not this way. This was different. This chicken was so much more terrifying than the others. I didn’t want to ever face that thing again, see that blank expression so close to my face, those weird green eyes. I was frightened. Plain and simple.
But more than that, I was annoyed. If we were attacked today then Jeremy should have been the spy. That was the whole point of my plan. Perhaps it wasn’t such a great plan after all. Now that Jeremy had been taken we were back at square one and down a council member. Just one step closer to that line on Cody’s chart.
The Robert Gordon University campus came into view at the crest of the hill, just round a bend. Now we faced the slight problem of figuring out how to reach it. We tried going down an obvious path that led to the walkway below, but iron handrails blocked our way. In the end we just clambered over them and trampedacross the grass and some roses that were beginning to wilt. Autumn was almost here. It was nearly a year since the chickens had first attacked. Scary.
There was no electricity, but it was
“People with shock-sticks, form a circle. Everyone else get inside it. If that thing comes at us again, it will live to regret it.”
Minutes passed slowly and nothing happened. Blake was beside me in the circle.
“D’you think it’s gone?” I muttered to him out of the corner of my mouth.
He shook his head, his voice tight with anger. “I hope not. I need another crack at it.”
“Look,” someone said in a hushed whisper and pointed towards the door. A shadow appeared there, the silhouette of a huge chicken. It turned its head, looking here and there, eyes gleaming a pale green in the darkness. We huddled closer together, getting ready for its attack. Eventually it strutted outside and away.
It was a while before we felt convinced that it was really gone. We spent the next half hour searching the store for people who’d been knocked out or forced to hide. But as the afternoon wore on we had to accept the truth.
We’d lost another council member.
And all that was left behind was a shiny black feather.
CHAPTER 12
After the darkness inside, the weak sun was blinding as we left the Asda. The scavengers didn’t speak much, just collected the trolleys that we’d already filled and set off home. They just wanted to get far away as fast as possible.
I was ready to go with them. But Glen wouldn’t let me.
“We’re so close,” he said to me and Blake in a stage whisper as we held a small meeting. “We just have to walk up that hill and we’re there.”
“He’s right,” Blake said shortly. He wasn’t very happy about being shown up by the chicken.
“I don’t know,” I said, chewing my bottom lip. “It feels like a big risk. We should get home while we have the chance.”
“Please, Rayna,” Glen said, tugging on my sleeve. “We won’t get another chance. There’s no way the council will let me try again after this. Everyone will vote against it.”
“It would be a waste not to try,” Blake agreed. “We’ve already been attacked once. I don’t think it’ll happen again. We were sent here for a reason so we should finish the job.”
“Alright but we’ve got to be quick.” I didn’t have much choice but to agree.
The university campus wasn’t far away. We trudged up the hill, Glen, Blake and what was left of his crew.Some of them had been taken out by the chicken and were snoring away in the trolleys being pushed home, along with Stevey. Those of us who were left didn’t talk much. I don’t know about the others but I had my own reasons for keeping silent.
I was scared.
More than scared, I was terrified. Completely and utterly petrified.
It felt uncomfortable. I hadn’t been this scared of the chickens since the night I’d seen my sister get taken. Sure, I’d never been happy to see them, and when I was close to getting caught once or twice I’d been scared. But not this way. This was different. This chicken was so much more terrifying than the others. I didn’t want to ever face that thing again, see that blank expression so close to my face, those weird green eyes. I was frightened. Plain and simple.
But more than that, I was annoyed. If we were attacked today then Jeremy should have been the spy. That was the whole point of my plan. Perhaps it wasn’t such a great plan after all. Now that Jeremy had been taken we were back at square one and down a council member. Just one step closer to that line on Cody’s chart.
The Robert Gordon University campus came into view at the crest of the hill, just round a bend. Now we faced the slight problem of figuring out how to reach it. We tried going down an obvious path that led to the walkway below, but iron handrails blocked our way. In the end we just clambered over them and trampedacross the grass and some roses that were beginning to wilt. Autumn was almost here. It was nearly a year since the chickens had first attacked. Scary.
There was no electricity, but it was
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