Chapter 10
In the morning we left the hotel and flew once again towards the University. Ava and Ichthia had told us it was on the outskirts of some town named Ashdown, in a forested area.
"Security info," said Fang.
"Erasers... ground and air... and Crocs," said Ava.
"They're sending a bunch of slow crocodiles after us?" Iggy snorted. "They're losing it."
"Not crocodiles, Crocs," Ava shot back. "Crocodilian recombinants. They morph like Erasers, and they're especially deadly in water."
Everyone was quiet for a minute. Oh. "What's the building like?" I asked.
Ichthia's turn to talk. "It looks like a mansion-sized house. Surrounded by two fences, with cyclone fencing along the top and some watchtowers. The building itself: two floors look like a normal house, but a hidden elevator, or a flight of stairs, take you to the basement, where the universal language of torture takes place. Or you can take a shortcut through the air vents. Comes in handy. If you go in the elevators, be careful where you get off. To the left are the labs, and the Erasers and Crocs. The good guys are on the right."
I nodded. We had about an hour left of flying, we couldn't stop for food. And we'd all be on the lookout for Erasers – because they were definitely on the lookout for us.
As we flew over a forested area in Ashdown, Ichthia bent her wings and swooped down to land. We followed, to talk and figure out how we were breaking in.
"Probably at night," I said. "It'll be harder for them to see us. In the meantime, let's get some rest. I have watch."
We stacked fists and I positioned myself on a rock. Then I felt the hair on my neck stand up. I spun around quickly. "Geez, Fang!"
"It's my watch."
"No it isn't," I argued.
"Yes, it is. You had the second-to-last watch back at the hotel. You take a nap."
Stubborn. I reluctantly got down off the rock and went to curl up under a tree. And promptly fell asleep.