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When I open my eyes, the world looks slightly fractured,
and it takes a minute to realize that the sun must be well up
and the glasses fragmenting my vision. As I sit up and remove
them, I hear a laugh somewhere near the lake and freeze. The
laugh’s distorted, but the fact that it registered at all means I
must be regaining my hearing. Yes, my right ear can hear
again, although it’s still ringing. As for my left ear, well, at least
the bleeding has stopped.
I peer through the bushes, afraid the Careers have returned,
trapping me here for an indefinite time. No, it’s Foxface,
standing in the rubble of the pyramid and laughing. She’s
smarter than the Careers, actually finding a few useful items
in the ashes. A metal pot. A knife blade. I’m perplexed by her
amusement until I realize that with the Careers’ stores eliminated,
she might actually stand a chance. Just like the rest of
us. It crosses my mind to reveal myself and enlist her as a
second ally against that pack. But I rule it out. There’s something
about that sly grin that makes me sure that befriending
Foxface would ultimately get me a knife in the back. With that
in mind, this might be an excellent time to shoot her. But she’s
heard something, not me, because her head turns away, toward
the drop-off, and she sprints for the woods. I wait. No
one, nothing shows up. Still, if Foxface thought it was dangerous,
maybe it’s time for me to get out of here, too. Besides, I’m
eager to tell Rue about the pyramid.
Since I’ve no idea where the Careers are, the route back by
the stream seems as good as any. I hurry, loaded bow in one
hand, a hunk of cold groosling in the other, because I’m fa-
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