I had other bugs sweep through the inside of the buildings in my range. I made contact with people, stirring some from their sleep.
I doubt Skitter intends to sting civilians unless she has to, but there are other ways this could be useful. Such as the usual tracking trick, or just to plain scare people and get their attention.
As I sat on the crate in the back of the truck, nearly motionless, I was making a tally. How many people were here, and where were they?
That too.
If it were this easy to count people back in the days of the Roman Empire, maybe barns would hold less religious importance.
When I had a sense of things, I began organizing my bugs into formations. I started in the areas with lots of people clustered together: a warehouse with no less than eighteen people; a tenement crammed with what I assumed were families, with lots of small children; and an overly warm building with a large group of half-dressed people drenched in sweat.
Did she just find a sauna?
As I got those groups out of the way, I turned to targeting smaller groups, probably collections of families or friends. Where people were too deep in their sleep, I had the bugs nip at them to wake them.
Hey.
Hey. Listen.
Watch out.
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