"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 11 - The Forgotten (3)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)I didn't think about that often, though. Maybe I didn't want to find out the answer. 11 I spent the day drifting around on the breeze and checking everything I had learned in the last couple of weeks. See, we knew the Yeerk pool was a gigantic underground complex beneath the school. We knew it extended at least as far as the mall. But we had never figured out where all the entrances and exits were. That's what I'd been doing with my days - following people we knew were Controllers, watching them come and go. From them I learned the extent of the Yeerk pool. Maybe I should back up and explain. I know you're probably someone living a nice, normal life. You go to school, hang out with your friends, 12 have dinner with your family, watch a little TV. Normal. And if I told you that maybe your teachers aren't really your teachers anymore; and maybe your friends aren't your friends at all; and maybe even your parents have become something totally different, well, you might think I was nuts. maybe none of it's real. That there is no Yeerk invasion. That Yeerk slugs are not inside the heads of so many people. That maybe I have my own hands and toes. . . . It all started when Jake, Cassie, Marco, Rachel, and I took a different way home from the mall. In a dark, eerie, abandoned construction site we saw the spaceship land. And we met the strange part-deer, part-scorpion, part-humanoid creature called an Andalite. His name was Elfangor. Much later we found out he was Ax's big brother. He told us about the Yeerks, the race of parasitic slugs. The Yeerks, who, like some awful galactic disease, are spreading secretly from planet to planet. They steal bodies. They make other creatures into Controllers - absolute slaves. The entire Hork-Bajir race has been enslaved. As well as the incredibly gross Taxxons, although they went along 13 voluntarily. They've gotten the Gedds and other races, too. And now, it's our turn. They are here. The Yeerks are among us. Inside the people you least |
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