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."You've got the Wild Power on tape?"Page 49 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe threw her an icy glance over his shoulder."Yeah, on America's FunniestHome Videos.Just shut up, Jez, and watch."Jez narrowed her eyes and watched.What she was looking at was a TV movie about a doomsday asteroid.A movieshe'd seen-it had been awful.Suddenly the action was interrupted by the logoof a local news station.A blond anchorwoman came on screen."Breaking news in San Francisco this hour.We have live pictures from theMarina district where a five-alarm fire is raging through a government housingproject.We go now to Linda Chin, who's on the scene."The scene switched to a dark-haired reporter."Regina, I'm here at Taylor Street, where firefighters are trying to preventthis spectacular blaze from spreading-"Jez looked from the TV to Morgead."What's this got to do with the WildPower? I saw it live.It happened a couple weeks ago.I was watching thatstupid movie-"She broke off, shocked at herself.She'd actually been about to say "I waswatching that stupid movie with Claire and Aunt Nan." Just like that, to blurtout the names of the humans she lived with.She clenched her teeth, furious.She'd already let Morgead know one thing: that a couple of weeks ago she'dbeen in this area, where a local news station could break in.What was wrong with her?Morgead tilted a sardonic glance at her, just to show her that he hadn'tmissed her slip.But all he said was "Keep watching.You'll see what it's gotto do with the Wild Power."On screen the flames were brilliant orange, dazzling against the backgroundof darkness.So bright that if Jez hadn't known that area of the Marinadistrict well, she wouldn't have been able to tell much about it.In front ofthe building firefighters in yellow were carrying hoses.Smoke flooded outsuddenly as one of the hoses sprayed a straight line of water into the flames."Their greatest fear is that there may be a little girl still inside thiscomplex-"Yes.That was what Jez remembered about this fire.There had been a kid."Look here," Morgead said, pointing.The camera was zooming in on something, bringing the flames in close.Awindow in the pinky-brown concrete of the building.High up, on the thirdfloor.Flames were pouring up from the walkway below it, making the whole arealook too dangerous to approach.The reporter was still talking, but Jez had tuned her out.She leaned closer,eyes fixed on that window.Like all the other windows, it was half covered with a wrought-iron screen ina diamond pattern.Unlike the others, it had something else: On the sillPage 50 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlthere were a couple of plastic buckets with dirt and scraggly plants.Awindow box.And a face looking out between the plants.A child's face."There," Morgead said.The reporter was speaking."Regina, the firefighters say there is definitelysomeone on the third floor of this building.They are looking for a way toapproach the person-the little girl-"High-powered searchlights had been turned on the flames.That was the onlyreason the girl was visible at all.Even so, Jez couldn't distinguish anyfeatures.The girl was a small blurry blob.Firefighters were trying to maneuver some kind of ladder toward the building.People were running, appearing and disappearing in the swirling smoke.Thescene was eerie, otherworldly.Jez remembered this, remembered listening to the barely suppressed horror inthe reporter's voice, remembered Claire beside her hissing in a sharp breath."It's a kid," Claire had said, grabbing Jez's arm and digging her nails in,momentarily forgetting how much she disliked Jez."Oh, God, a kid."And I said something like, "It'll be okay," Jez remembered.But I knew itwouldn't be.There was too much fire.There wasn't a chance.The reporter was saying, "The entire building is involved." And thecamera was going in for a close-up again, and Jez remembered realizing thatthey were actually going to show this girl burning alive on TV.The plastic buckets were melting.The firemen were trying to do somethingwith the ladder.And then there was a sudden huge burst of orange, anexplosion, as the flames below the window poofed and began pouring themselvesupward with frantic energy.They were so bright they seemed to suck all thelight out of their surroundings.They engulfed the girl's window.The reporter's voice broke.Jez remembered Claire gasping, "No." and her nails drawing blood.Sheremembered wanting to shut her own eyes.And then, suddenly, the TV screen flickered and a huge wall of smoke billowedout from the building.Black smoke, then gray, then a light gray that lookedalmost white [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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."You've got the Wild Power on tape?"Page 49 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHe threw her an icy glance over his shoulder."Yeah, on America's FunniestHome Videos.Just shut up, Jez, and watch."Jez narrowed her eyes and watched.What she was looking at was a TV movie about a doomsday asteroid.A movieshe'd seen-it had been awful.Suddenly the action was interrupted by the logoof a local news station.A blond anchorwoman came on screen."Breaking news in San Francisco this hour.We have live pictures from theMarina district where a five-alarm fire is raging through a government housingproject.We go now to Linda Chin, who's on the scene."The scene switched to a dark-haired reporter."Regina, I'm here at Taylor Street, where firefighters are trying to preventthis spectacular blaze from spreading-"Jez looked from the TV to Morgead."What's this got to do with the WildPower? I saw it live.It happened a couple weeks ago.I was watching thatstupid movie-"She broke off, shocked at herself.She'd actually been about to say "I waswatching that stupid movie with Claire and Aunt Nan." Just like that, to blurtout the names of the humans she lived with.She clenched her teeth, furious.She'd already let Morgead know one thing: that a couple of weeks ago she'dbeen in this area, where a local news station could break in.What was wrong with her?Morgead tilted a sardonic glance at her, just to show her that he hadn'tmissed her slip.But all he said was "Keep watching.You'll see what it's gotto do with the Wild Power."On screen the flames were brilliant orange, dazzling against the backgroundof darkness.So bright that if Jez hadn't known that area of the Marinadistrict well, she wouldn't have been able to tell much about it.In front ofthe building firefighters in yellow were carrying hoses.Smoke flooded outsuddenly as one of the hoses sprayed a straight line of water into the flames."Their greatest fear is that there may be a little girl still inside thiscomplex-"Yes.That was what Jez remembered about this fire.There had been a kid."Look here," Morgead said, pointing.The camera was zooming in on something, bringing the flames in close.Awindow in the pinky-brown concrete of the building.High up, on the thirdfloor.Flames were pouring up from the walkway below it, making the whole arealook too dangerous to approach.The reporter was still talking, but Jez had tuned her out.She leaned closer,eyes fixed on that window.Like all the other windows, it was half covered with a wrought-iron screen ina diamond pattern.Unlike the others, it had something else: On the sillPage 50 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlthere were a couple of plastic buckets with dirt and scraggly plants.Awindow box.And a face looking out between the plants.A child's face."There," Morgead said.The reporter was speaking."Regina, the firefighters say there is definitelysomeone on the third floor of this building.They are looking for a way toapproach the person-the little girl-"High-powered searchlights had been turned on the flames.That was the onlyreason the girl was visible at all.Even so, Jez couldn't distinguish anyfeatures.The girl was a small blurry blob.Firefighters were trying to maneuver some kind of ladder toward the building.People were running, appearing and disappearing in the swirling smoke.Thescene was eerie, otherworldly.Jez remembered this, remembered listening to the barely suppressed horror inthe reporter's voice, remembered Claire beside her hissing in a sharp breath."It's a kid," Claire had said, grabbing Jez's arm and digging her nails in,momentarily forgetting how much she disliked Jez."Oh, God, a kid."And I said something like, "It'll be okay," Jez remembered.But I knew itwouldn't be.There was too much fire.There wasn't a chance.The reporter was saying, "The entire building is involved." And thecamera was going in for a close-up again, and Jez remembered realizing thatthey were actually going to show this girl burning alive on TV.The plastic buckets were melting.The firemen were trying to do somethingwith the ladder.And then there was a sudden huge burst of orange, anexplosion, as the flames below the window poofed and began pouring themselvesupward with frantic energy.They were so bright they seemed to suck all thelight out of their surroundings.They engulfed the girl's window.The reporter's voice broke.Jez remembered Claire gasping, "No." and her nails drawing blood.Sheremembered wanting to shut her own eyes.And then, suddenly, the TV screen flickered and a huge wall of smoke billowedout from the building.Black smoke, then gray, then a light gray that lookedalmost white [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]