Okay. This revolting new development frightened me. I mean, those sicko scientists can have their hands on us anytime they want now.
And where was Fang, anyway?
This felt just as bad as the time Angel was kidnapped. Maybe even worse -- Fang was my bestest friend in the whole world. He was the only one I could completely confide in -- and now, he was gone.
I just wanted to break down there at the moment, had the rest of the flock not started staring at me with a questioning look.
Pull
yourself together, Max, the Voice said. This isn't the time to
start moping around.
I felt my stomach give a funny jolt,
totally unnerved by my Voice's sudden presence. I'm not moping
around here, in case you haven't noticed! I retorted snidely to
the Voice. I mean, hello? I'm in a freaking dog crate!
"Do we have a plan, Max?" asked Nudge suddenly, her dark eyes gazing at me.
"Of course, Nudge. There's always a plan," I told her quite convincingly. For these kids, I always had to have a plan.
Even if there isn't one.
It's a miracle we're still alive, honestly. "We have to get out of here as soon as possible, guys. Then we'll look for Total and Fang," I continued, trying to look as confident as I could.
This cheered them up a bit, even though we all have no idea how to get out of this damned place.
Fang, I thought, we'll be coming for you.