THEY TOOK OFF toward me like a couple of cheetahs. That's how fast they seemed to move. I'd never seen anyone run that fast in my life. The only thing that comes close is a scared-shitless girl who's just seen her father murdered in the dirt.
Leaf, branch, vine, bramble. The rush of air in my ears. The rapid-fire scuffscuffscuff of my shoes on the trail.
Shards of blue sky through the canopy, blades of sunlight im- paling the shattered earth. The ripped-apart world careened.
I slowed as I neared the spot where I'd hidden my father's last present to me. Mistake. The high-caliber rounds smacked into the tree trunk two inches from my ear. The impact sent fragments of pulverized wood into my face. Tiny, hair-thin slivers embedded themselves in my cheek.
Do you know how to tell who the enemy is, Cassie?
I couldn't outrun them.
I couldn't outgun them.
Maybe I could outsmart them.
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The 5th Wave
Teen FictionJoin us for a summer read-along of The 5th Wave starting with the first 100 pages here on Wattpad and stay tuned for details about a conversation with author Rick Yancey about the book! After the 1st wave, only darkness remains. After the 2nd, only...
