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Автор Кимберли Дертинг

DEDICATION

TO HUDSON JAMES YOU MAKE THE WORLD A BRIGHTER PLACE!

CONTENTS

Dedication

Part One

Chapter One: Day Twenty-Five: Silent Creek Camp

Chapter Two

Chapter Three: Day Twenty-Six

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven: Day Twenty-Seven: Somewhere Along the I-5 Corridor

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine: Columbia Basin, Washington State

Chapter Ten

Part Two

Chapter Eleven: Day Twenty-Eight: Just outside Zion National Park. Somewhere in Utah.

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen: Day Thirty: Blackwater Ranch

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Part Three

Chapter Sixteen: Day Thirty-One

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Epilogue

Acknowledgments

Back Ads

About the Author

Books by Kimberly Derting

Credits

Copyright

About the Publisher

Guide

Cover

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PART ONE

“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly, “’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy. ”

—Mary Howitt, The Spider and the Fly

CHAPTER ONE

Day Twenty-Five Silent Creek Camp

DEAD.

Or rather, like I was dying.

That’s the way I felt, watching the screen go all black like that. Like my lungs had gone from two functioning things that were pink and plump and filled with life, to shriveled-up hunks of useless meat that could no more pump air from them than I could sprout wings from my back and fly.

It had been seventeen days since I’d watched the guy I love be plucked from the ground by aliens and then vanish in a blaze of light. The same night I’d lost my dad in that very desert.

And now the first actual hints of the two of them being out there had just flashed across the screen, right before the computer shut down.

That was the worst part of all this, that I still had no idea where my dad or Tyler were. That was the thing that was driving me utterly-madly-insanely crazy.

For the past seventeen days I’d been consumed by thoughts of them, convinced I might never see either of them alive, all while I’ve been trapped here, in the mountains of nowhere, Oregon, in a camp for the Returned—others like me, who’d once had normal-ordinary-regular lives, but who’d had the rug pulled out from under them the same way I had when I’d been taken. Abducted and experimented on by aliens. All because I’d had the dumb luck to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.