and right, from behind me and from up ahead. Hungry. Hungry. Hungry.
Some of them were close. Closer, even, than Joseph and Ameena. A voice screeched right by my ear and I felt a blast of warm breath on my face. But when I squinted through the dark, I saw nothing there.
âWhaâs happâning?â I slurred. Pain clawed through my skull like five fiery fingers, beginning where the Crowmaster had scratched me and reaching all the way down into my chest.
The hospital wasnât far ahead â I couldnât tell how far, exactly â but I suddenly felt that we werenât going to make it.
Hungry hungry hungry hungry! The voices had been whipped into a frenzy, screeching and howling like wild animals. Ameena and Joseph showed no signs of hearing them, but Joseph made sure to shout when he next spoke.
âListen to me, Kyle,â he bellowed in my ear. âWhen we get inside, there wonât be long before it happens. The Crowmaster infected you with a virus and itâs about to kick into top gear.â
âWhat does that mean?â a voice asked. I couldnât even say if it was mine or Ameenaâs.
âIt means youâre going to slip through into the Darkest Corners,â Joseph told me. âThose voices you hear, theyâre from over there. Those... things must know youâre coming. Theyâre waiting for you.â
Hungryhungryhungryhungryhungry.
The Darkest Corners. It was the place all imaginary friends went when they were forgotten about â an alternate reality filled with pain, suffering and unimaginable horrors. A bit like my last visit to the dentist, but without the free sticker at the end.
Iâd been to the Darkest Corners a few times and had barely survived each time. Fortunately, I was able to flit back and forth between here and there just by concentrating hard enough, so an escape route was never far away.
âHe can come back, though. He can just come back. Canât he?â
âNot this time. It doesnât work like that,â Joseph answered. âItâs the virus. When he slips over, heâll be stuck there. Heâll be trapped in the Darkest Corners.â
I felt my head spin faster as the enormity of Josephâs words sunk in.
âTrapped,â he added, hammering the point home. âWith no way back.â
Chapter Three
THE OTHER OTHER HOSPITAL
I didnât notice the door flying open at Josephâs boot, didnât even realise we were inside the hospital until Ameena staggered and fell to her knees, and we hit lino instead of concrete.
Joseph was beside me right away, turning my face so I was looking up at him. The five stabbing pains clawed all the way down into my stomach and a shock of agony shook my whole body.
An indescribable sound burst across my lips â not a scream or a howl, but something from deeper within than that. Something I didnât even recognise as human. From my head to my toes, my muscles went rigid, amplifying the hurt a hundred times over.
âHelp him! Do something!â
My jaw was wrenched open and a leather wallet shoved in. My teeth clamped round it, stopping me biting my tongue off.
âThereâs nothing we can do.â That was Josephâs voice. He sounded a long way away. âItâs too late.â
âThereâs got to be some kind of cure!â Ameena cried. âThis canât be it. It canât end like this .â
They were talking about me as if I wasnât there. Outside, I could hear the other voices still screeching. Hungryhungryhungry . Hungryhungryhungry .
âNot here. Over there. Thereâll be a cure there, if he can find it.â
Ameenaâs face suddenly filled my vision. Sparks of blue flickered like fireflies around her head.
âDid you hear that, Kyle? Thereâs a cure over there. Thereâs a cure in the Darkest Corners. Find it, OK?â I closed my eyes, but she shook me until they opened