“There!” I called out to my team. We changed direction and charged toward the street in question. We stopped when he came into our view.
Oh, right, she found him via the bugs. That implies that he wanted to be found.
Mannequin stood in the center of the road, his back to us. Half a dozen of my people were lying on the road, unconscious or dead. I couldn’t see any blood.
Hmmm.
Hmmmmmmm.
I don’t trust this.
There were a couple more people in nearby buildings that had fallen as well. How had he reached them? Why hadn’t Genesis and Sierra been able to get everyone out?
Yeah, how and why indeed.
I don’t think this is real. I’m not sure how he pulled this off, but I think he’s staged the whole thing (although the corpses might be real?) and that’s not actually him standing there.
A quiet horror ran through me like ice water.
Genesis, too, was on the road, in the process of dissolving. She’d taken on the form of something like a stegosaurus crossed with a scorpion, all brawn and armor plating, with a long, prehensile, wickedly spiked tail. He’d beaten her.
…okay fair enough, that’s a little harder to fake than most of the other stuff. The dissolving, I mean.
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