“Okay,” he said. “I’ll need my sandals, downstairs.”
I was using my power to find them by the time I was standing again. I found something else. There were people in our kitchen.
…
Now what is this. PRT? Or did some S9 member(s) decide to follow Skitter for some reason?
The Slaughterhouse Nine? Had they followed me here?
My dad was unable to see, thanks to the blood. I drew my bugs together into a cluster, hid them in the folds of my costume, which I had tied around my waist. I crossed the hall to my room and found a pair of loose-fitting cargo pants from when I’d had a bit of a belly and a wider waistband.
I suppose slimming down a little might’ve been a result of the hero training. Maybe.
I zipped up the pants and tied a sweatshirt around my waist to hide the rest of my costume. I could sense them approach. One of them waved at a fly that flew too close to their head. Both were men.
So it’s not two of the S9 members from the encounter earlier, then. Jack was the only man among them.
I think PRT or medics is much more likely than S9, but I don’t fully trust it. Who else could it be? Chosen or something? I don’t see why the Chosen would care about entering this house immediately after the Shattering, though, and not everyone was aware that it was coming, so most people wouldn’t enter to seek shelter in-between Skitter running in there.
…Skitter running in there. If they’re PRT, they might be after her, having been following her since she heard the sirens.
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