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bottle. Then he screwed the bottle top back in place.
"Now, Rachel, we go get the blue box," David said. "Now that there's no
chance of your friends interfering."
I saw four brown cockroaches trapped within the bottle. There was no
way they could de-morph. If one of them tried he would begin by crushing
the others and would then be smothered within the bottle, ending up as
nothing but a blob of unformed flesh.
David lifted the bottle up to eye level and laughed. "I've done what
Visser Three and all his Yeerk Empire couldn't do! I have the Animorphs!
Trapped! Hah-hah-hah!"
"But I will, Rachel. I will if you expect to see any of these friends of
yours alive again. Yeah, I will have the blue box."
Cassie started screaming.
trapped forever!>
David sat the bottle down.
"Two hours, Rachel. Two hours till they are trapped forever as roaches.
Let's go get that blue box."
Ln the concrete floor of the never-to-be-finished building was a
drain. The drain cover was off. Scurrying on rat feet, I led David to it.
It was about six inches in diameter. To a rat it was plenty big.
David asked nervously.
I said.
he said.
I nosed over the edge and blinked blindly at the darkness. I took a deep
breath. At least it was better than the time I'd had to morph a mole and
dig through the dirt. Not much better, though.
I dove over the side and into the pipe. I landed hard after a six-inch
drop onto damp, rotting leaves and filth. I was expecting it. I had tested the
route
with Cassie earlier.
I quickly scurried a few inches down a horizontal pipe. David made a
satisfying splat as he hit face first.
I said.
I said. I scurried off, utterly blind,
with David bringing up the rear.
David said.
sure you never get out of here. And your friends will spend the rest of
their lives afraid of bug spray.>
I asked.^«,
I said meekly.
turn out to be a ... to do what you did to us?>
David laughed.
thought of that? You guys made a big mistake: You got me. See, I was
smarter than any of you. That's why you lost. I'll be more careful. I'll
only choose the kind of guys who are too dumb to do anything except obey
me.>
I rolled my little rat eyes. This guy's ego just kept growing.
I grabbed the piece with my sharp little teeth and scooted backward,
running occasionally into David's nose. Served him right.
We found the side pipe and awkwardly turned around.
I said.
pipe?>
I said.
he said condescendingly.
don't you think?>
I headed down the second pipe. Now my heart was really pounding. So hard
I thought David might hear it and begin to suspect.
But no, I had carefully fed his bloated ego, and I had played the role
of the beaten-down, humiliated girl. His guard was down. He'd killed
Tobias. He had my friends trapped. What was there to be afraid of?
I called in private thought-speak.
Cassie answered in a tortured voice.
forgiven for what I am about to do.>
D,
down the pipe. Through muck and standing water and filth. Past bugs of
several types.
Down the black, claustrophobic tunnel. With David literally stepping on
my tail.
I was close. Very close.
Fresh air! No! No! David would sense it, he'd realize . . . distraction!
I had to distract him.
The pipe suddenly opened into what felt to us like a cavern. It was
perhaps a foot square, steel all around, but the smell of fresh air was
unmistakable to my sensitive rat's nose.
To my utter horror, I heard the sound of a distant jet flying overhead.
There was no way we should have been able to hear that jet.
I suggested nonchalantly.
David pushed into the chamber beside me. All I had to do was back out,
get back down that pipe before he did. But if I lunged he would know
instantly.
he said.
I agreed.
Neither of us could see the other. But I could almost hear the wheels
turning in his head.
A sudden sound of movement!
He knew! He was going for the exit.
I jumped to block his path. Damp fur against damp fur, we collided. In a
flash he was on me, teeth and paws tearing at my face.
he shrieked.
We fell back, face-to-face, both bleeding. The pipe was on my right, on
David's left. We were equally close to it. Equally far away. Both
utterly blind.
I told Jake grimly.
David rushed at me, but this time I slid beneath his gnawing mouth, then
jerked upward, throwing him off-balance.
I leaped for the exit.
Stopped!
He had my tail in his jaw. He was pulling me back. I couldn't reach
him, and if I tried we'd go around in a circle like a dog chasing its
tail. He'd be able to get back out of the pipe, maybe escape altogether
in the sewer network.
I said.
I twisted back, just as David hoped I would. Only I didn't
attack him. Instead, ignoring the hideous pain, I chewed through my own
tail.
I cried in agony as the last shred of skin parted.
David screamed as he fell back, holding nothing but a few
inches of tail.
I darted for the exit, and before I was halfway into it yelled,
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bottle. Then he screwed the bottle top back in place.
"Now, Rachel, we go get the blue box," David said. "Now that there's no
chance of your friends interfering."
I saw four brown cockroaches trapped within the bottle. There was no
way they could de-morph. If one of them tried he would begin by crushing
the others and would then be smothered within the bottle, ending up as
nothing but a blob of unformed flesh.
David lifted the bottle up to eye level and laughed. "I've done what
Visser Three and all his Yeerk Empire couldn't do! I have the Animorphs!
Trapped! Hah-hah-hah!"
"But I will, Rachel. I will if you expect to see any of these friends of
yours alive again. Yeah, I will have the blue box."
Cassie started screaming.
trapped forever!>
David sat the bottle down.
"Two hours, Rachel. Two hours till they are trapped forever as roaches.
Let's go get that blue box."
Ln the concrete floor of the never-to-be-finished building was a
drain. The drain cover was off. Scurrying on rat feet, I led David to it.
It was about six inches in diameter. To a rat it was plenty big.
David asked nervously.
I said.
he said.
I nosed over the edge and blinked blindly at the darkness. I took a deep
breath. At least it was better than the time I'd had to morph a mole and
dig through the dirt. Not much better, though.
I dove over the side and into the pipe. I landed hard after a six-inch
drop onto damp, rotting leaves and filth. I was expecting it. I had tested the
route
with Cassie earlier.
I quickly scurried a few inches down a horizontal pipe. David made a
satisfying splat as he hit face first.
I said.
I said. I scurried off, utterly blind,
with David bringing up the rear.
David said.
sure you never get out of here. And your friends will spend the rest of
their lives afraid of bug spray.>
I asked.^«,
I said meekly.
turn out to be a ... to do what you did to us?>
David laughed.
thought of that? You guys made a big mistake: You got me. See, I was
smarter than any of you. That's why you lost. I'll be more careful. I'll
only choose the kind of guys who are too dumb to do anything except obey
me.>
I rolled my little rat eyes. This guy's ego just kept growing.
I grabbed the piece with my sharp little teeth and scooted backward,
running occasionally into David's nose. Served him right.
We found the side pipe and awkwardly turned around.
I said.
pipe?>
I said.
he said condescendingly.
don't you think?>
I headed down the second pipe. Now my heart was really pounding. So hard
I thought David might hear it and begin to suspect.
But no, I had carefully fed his bloated ego, and I had played the role
of the beaten-down, humiliated girl. His guard was down. He'd killed
Tobias. He had my friends trapped. What was there to be afraid of?
I called in private thought-speak.
Cassie answered in a tortured voice.
forgiven for what I am about to do.>
D,
down the pipe. Through muck and standing water and filth. Past bugs of
several types.
Down the black, claustrophobic tunnel. With David literally stepping on
my tail.
I was close. Very close.
Fresh air! No! No! David would sense it, he'd realize . . . distraction!
I had to distract him.
The pipe suddenly opened into what felt to us like a cavern. It was
perhaps a foot square, steel all around, but the smell of fresh air was
unmistakable to my sensitive rat's nose.
To my utter horror, I heard the sound of a distant jet flying overhead.
There was no way we should have been able to hear that jet.
I suggested nonchalantly.
David pushed into the chamber beside me. All I had to do was back out,
get back down that pipe before he did. But if I lunged he would know
instantly.
he said.
I agreed.
Neither of us could see the other. But I could almost hear the wheels
turning in his head.
A sudden sound of movement!
He knew! He was going for the exit.
I jumped to block his path. Damp fur against damp fur, we collided. In a
flash he was on me, teeth and paws tearing at my face.
he shrieked.
We fell back, face-to-face, both bleeding. The pipe was on my right, on
David's left. We were equally close to it. Equally far away. Both
utterly blind.
I told Jake grimly.
David rushed at me, but this time I slid beneath his gnawing mouth, then
jerked upward, throwing him off-balance.
I leaped for the exit.
Stopped!
He had my tail in his jaw. He was pulling me back. I couldn't reach
him, and if I tried we'd go around in a circle like a dog chasing its
tail. He'd be able to get back out of the pipe, maybe escape altogether
in the sewer network.
I said.
I twisted back, just as David hoped I would. Only I didn't
attack him. Instead, ignoring the hideous pain, I chewed through my own
tail.
I cried in agony as the last shred of skin parted.
David screamed as he fell back, holding nothing but a few
inches of tail.
I darted for the exit, and before I was halfway into it yelled,
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