The Second Sharing
I don't know how long I had that Yeerk infested inside my head.
For almost a week. The Yeerk said.
I wasn't talk to you! I screamed. Well, not really screamed, but I scream inside my head, because well, the Yeerk was inside my head.
Tonight, we shall be going. The Yeerk spoke.
I knew where we were going to go to. The Sharing.
Are we going to go pick up Tom? I asked the Yeerk.
Tom…? Oh, you mean... yes, I suppose we will be going with him. Shall we phone him? The Yeerk questioned me.
It's fine with me. I replied.
Both the Yeerk and I moved my body, and his host, towards the phone. The movement was much faster than when I turn against the Yeerk.
We dialled Jake's phone number. We heard Jake answer the phone, "Hello?"
"Hello, Jake-"-We were about to say We and said the W but cut ourselves off before quickly changing We to I, if that made any sense at all- "-I would like to speak to Tom," We spoke, we heard a shuffling sound as Jake thought about what we had just asked him to do, "Please!"
"Alright," he finally replied. We heard him yell on the other side of the phone, "Tom! It's for you! Even though it's my friend!"
Both the Yeerk and I laughed as he said this. We heard Tom's voice on the other end, "Hello? What do you want?"
"Do you want to walk with us, well actually me, to The Sharing?" We asked.
"Sure," Tom said, "I guess I'll meet you… under the lamppost?"
"Yeah, sure," with those words we hung up the phone.
We headed towards the door, and slipped on our sneakers, and raced out the door - after of course, we opened the door.
We met Tom beneath the lamppost and we walked in silence towards The Sharing.
We were walking towards our doom.