Animorphs 14 The Unknown

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Those are the only two places.>
Jake said tersely.
and Ax check out the House of Horrors.>
We split into two separate groups. Jake, Marco, and I flew swiftly toward
the log ride, me cursing myself the whole time.
so dumb?>
this if you hadn't figured it out.>
Marco said.
Then, as an
afterthought he added,
The log ride was made to look like a mountain. Of course it was really
just cement and fake bushes, but it was kind of convincing. We landed
on top of it.
Marco asked.
except flap our wings,> Jake pointed out.
again.>
We demorphed as fast as we could and a few minutes later we were
climbing down the side of the fake cement mountain, wearing our
morphing outfits. And no shoes. Fortunately, at The Gardens people
dress even more strangely than that. Some people turned to stare, but
not for very long.
The lines were short since the only people in the park were a thousand
or so people from Zone 91. Some had brought their kids, so we fit in
okay, even though most of the people in line were older guys with short
hair and neatly trimmed mustaches.
Into the log ride we went. We took a log, me and Jake in the front, Marco
behind us, and a man and woman behind him in the last seat.
The log slipped along the water channel toward the chain lift.
"This would be fun if it wasn't a matter of life and death," Marco said. "I
love the log ride. Not as good as the coaster, of course. But the big
splash at the end is cool."
"That voice!" someone said. "I know that voice!"
I turned around and looked to see who was talking. To my complete
horror, I found myself making eye contact with none other than Captain
Torrelli, our interrogator from Zone 91. And at just that moment, the log
hit the chain lift and engaged with a loud CHUNK!
"You!" the captain said.
Marco turned around. "Uh-oh."
"What?" Jake asked.
CLANKCLANKCLANKCLANKCLANKCLANK! Up the slope we went,
pressed back into our damp seats.
"You are under arrest!" Captain Torreli said.
"Honey, what is going on?" his date asked.
"Yeah, what is going on?" Jake asked me.
"It's the guy from Zone Ninety-one," I whispered in Jake's ear. "He's
recognized me and Marco."
"Uh-oh."
"None of you better move!" the captain said.
And at that point we reached the top of the lift. For a second we were
poised there. Then the log tipped forward and gravity took over.
"Ahhhhhh!" the captain's date yelled.
"Ahhhhhh!" I yelled because I hate thrill rides.
"You two are mine1." the captain yelled.
And down we went.
WHOOOOOOOSH!
Then . . . spuh-LOOOOOSH!
Water everywhere! The log careened along the narrow channel past big
fake models of a logging camp dominated by some great big plaster Paul
Bunyan thing.
"If the Yeerks are going to strike, they'll do it in the tunnel up ahead,"
Jake whispered. "It's like a tunnel of love thing. Real dark."
I wanted to ask how he knew about a tunnel of love. But I stuck to
business. "Either way, we need to bail out there. Otherwise we'll never
lose the captain."
Marco turned back in his seat, draping his arm over the partition between
him and the captain. "You know, I don't think you can really arrest us. I
mean, you're military police, right? And this is not a military base."
The captain glowered. He whipped a cell phone from his jacket pocket
and punched in a number. "Hello? Gardens security? This is Captain
Torrelli, security code number eight-seven-two-niner-niner. I need "
"Good work, Marco," Jake said, rolling his eyes.
"This really complicates things," I whispered.
"Here comes the tunnel," Jake said. "Get ready."
The log boat banged through a doorway into total, absolute darkness.
"Now!" Jake hissed.
I stood up. I turned left. Nothing but darkness. I turned right. Just as dark.
Not dark like in-your-room dark when you sleep at night. This was dark
like you might as well be blind.
I stepped off the boat, trusting everything to luck.
Chapter 23
Never trust anything to luck.
My foot didn't touch anything. I tried to pull back, but it was too late. I
pitched forward.
"Aaaahhh!"
SPLASH! Water up to my waist! BANG! The side of the channel. "Owww!
My head!" I slipped and fell face-first in the water. I felt the current carry
me away.
Then Marco's voice: "Ooof! Owww!"
"You kids aren't going to get away that easy!"
PUH-LOOOSH! "Aaarg!"
"Owww!"
"Hey! Watch where you're driving that boat!"
BONK!
A hand grabbed me! I swung a clenched fist.
"Oww! I need that shoulder!" Jake yelled.
"Sorry!"
"You kids stop where you are!"
Suddenly, there were lights! Lights everywhere! I had been swept along
in the current back out of the tunnel. I was back in the night air again,
gazing up at neon and incandescence.
I stood up. But the current was too strong. It swept my feet out from
under me. I fell and floated.
Behind me, another log boat filled with crew-cut guys. Between me and
that boat, three heads bobbed in the water: Jake, Marco, and a really
angry Captain Torrelli.
"Cassie! Climb out!"
"Oh, no, this is insane!" Marco moaned. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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