I felt Illarim's fear, but he recovered quickly. "What are you talking
about?"
"Come on," Marco said. "We're wasting time. You can have this little chat once she's tied up and I'm home playing Nintendo, styling my hair, or doing something equally important."
Cassie and Emily tied my hands behind my back and led me into the shed. There was a pile of blankets on the floor in the corner. I was told to sit down there. Once sitting, they tied my feet as well.
"Why are you doing this?" Illarim made me ask. "What did I ever do to you? Come on, Emily. I thought we were friends. You guys, if this some sort of practical joke, it's not funny. It's getting dark. I need to get home."
He tried all sorts of things- imploring, demanding, appealing, begging- but nothing work. It became increasingly obvious that they were not going to let me go until Illarim was dead.
Someone stayed there all the time to make sure that I didn't escape. When Jake had been made into a controller, he could just morph and escape that way, but I couldn't. There was no way out. Rachel took the first shift.
I guess after a while she got tired of Illarim's begging. "Listen, Yeerk. There's no way to escape, and we're certainly not going to let you go. Now quit your whining."
"But what about my parents? If I don't get home, they'll flip!"
"There's a Chee at your house right now. They'll never know the difference." She answered casually.
"What's a Chee? And why do you keep calling me a Yeerk?"
"You know what a Chee is, and I call you a Yeerk because you are one," Rachel commented factually. "Now would you please shut up? I have homework to do."
Illarim was going to say something more, but I asked him not to. Listen, I said. Rachel will get really mad if you keep bugging her. And a really mad Rachel is not good. We're going to have to tell them I was a voluntary controller, but don't do it yet. Rachel's the sort to go ballistic. Wait until Cassie is on guard. She'll understand.
I felt Illarim search my memories of the books. Pay special attention to #19, I said. That's the one that will be most helpful.
Understood.
"Come on," Marco said. "We're wasting time. You can have this little chat once she's tied up and I'm home playing Nintendo, styling my hair, or doing something equally important."
Cassie and Emily tied my hands behind my back and led me into the shed. There was a pile of blankets on the floor in the corner. I was told to sit down there. Once sitting, they tied my feet as well.
"Why are you doing this?" Illarim made me ask. "What did I ever do to you? Come on, Emily. I thought we were friends. You guys, if this some sort of practical joke, it's not funny. It's getting dark. I need to get home."
He tried all sorts of things- imploring, demanding, appealing, begging- but nothing work. It became increasingly obvious that they were not going to let me go until Illarim was dead.
Someone stayed there all the time to make sure that I didn't escape. When Jake had been made into a controller, he could just morph and escape that way, but I couldn't. There was no way out. Rachel took the first shift.
I guess after a while she got tired of Illarim's begging. "Listen, Yeerk. There's no way to escape, and we're certainly not going to let you go. Now quit your whining."
"But what about my parents? If I don't get home, they'll flip!"
"There's a Chee at your house right now. They'll never know the difference." She answered casually.
"What's a Chee? And why do you keep calling me a Yeerk?"
"You know what a Chee is, and I call you a Yeerk because you are one," Rachel commented factually. "Now would you please shut up? I have homework to do."
Illarim was going to say something more, but I asked him not to. Listen, I said. Rachel will get really mad if you keep bugging her. And a really mad Rachel is not good. We're going to have to tell them I was a voluntary controller, but don't do it yet. Rachel's the sort to go ballistic. Wait until Cassie is on guard. She'll understand.
I felt Illarim search my memories of the books. Pay special attention to #19, I said. That's the one that will be most helpful.
Understood.