"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 26 - The Attack" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

It was as if I had slipped out of the normal world. Out of the real
universe. I was in a different reality. I was peeking through a tear in
a movie screen. On the surface, the three-dimensional movie - my world -
played. Beyond it... something my mind could not comprehend.

In my dream, my dream of memory, I felt the terror grow. I knew what was
coming next. I writhed in my sleep, twisting my sheets around me. Wake
up! Wake up!

But I could not wake up. I never could, not till the dream was complete.

And so I saw it again.

A creature. Or a machine. Some combination of both. It had no arms. It
sat still, as if it were

vi bolted down, on a throne that was miles high. It could not move, and
yet the power that flowed from it was like a hurricane of energy.

Its head was a single eye. The eye turned slowly . . . left. . . right . . .

I trembled. I prayed it would not look my way.

And then it saw me.

The eye, the bloodred eye, looked straight at me.

Through me.

It saw me.

It SAW me!

No! NO! I cried in silent terror. I tried to look away, but my eyelids
were transparent, my head would not twist far enough to avoid its gaze.

It spoke the single word it spoke only in my dreams.

And now, at last, I could awaken, shaking in a sweat-soaked bed.

Why? Why would this dream not go away? I'd had other nightmares, other
awful memories of fear and violence that needed to be exorcized in my
dreams.

But they had each faded. While this dream came again and again.

I got up and staggered into the bathroom. I snapped on the glaring
fluorescent light. Then I stepped to the sink and looked at my face, my
head.