«0r a sicko director's movie set,» Rachel said. «ls anyone else expecting to run across, say, the Titanic?»
«These ships and boats are from everywhere^ Marco pointed out. «Atlantic, Pacific. Thousands of miles away. That galley has to be from the Mediterranean. This is impossibles
152 With my keen owl's eyes I detected a slight glow a few hundred yards ahead. As we got closer to the light I saw that it was coming from the far end of a narrow tunnel.
A tunnel into which the nautical graveyard and the river were rapidly narrowing.
«What now, Jake?» Rachel asked.
I hesitated again. But only for a moment.
To go on was to lead my team - my friends - further into the unknown. And from what we'd just seen on the Japanese carrier, there was a good chance the unknown was seriously weird.
And probably very dangerous.
Or go back. Turn around.
Forget the search for the Sea Blade. Leave it to chance whether Visser Three ever found the Pemalite ship. Stole its secrets. Used those secrets to further the Yeerk invasion of Earth.
The visser. The Abomination responsible for the sickening recent torture and murders of Hahn and forty-nine other innocent Hork-Bajir.
«Keepgoing,» I said.
Twenty-five feet from the light. Fifteen. Ten.
«What the -!»
«Whoa!»
WHHHOOOSSSHHH!
Sucked through to the other side!
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