 and had stopped shouting.

"So our choice is death by deadly Bio-creatures—human or otherwise?" Her voice was lower in volume but shaky.

"Maybe Carlos doesn't want to kill us after all," Harry said, trying to sound positive.

"If he doesn't want to kill us, then I'm going to kill you!" she exploded. She looked like she would have turned on him in a rage if she had had the strength. "Put me through all of this and Carlos might not even be mad!"

"Don't bet on it." Harry stopped to listen. He knew her rage wasn't real—just a distraction from the horrors that lay before them.

Then, something didn't sound right to Harry—not the clicking or splashing noises of the spiders and rats filling the sewer around them.

_That noise? What noise?_ It is not what he was hearing, but what he wasn't hearing. _That's a problem_, Harry thought.

"Harry, what are we going to do? Just tell me."

"Do you hear any zapping sounds?"

"Zapping? What..."

"The exterminators. I hear animals coming our way, but no zappers. Why?"

"Too many of them," she answered timidly. "Makr?"

"I don't know. Could be, I suppose. Or simple cybert adaptations. These creatures serve a purpose of controlling the Shadow movements.

"And us."

Harry shrugs, then says, "I make it an easy decision. Cyber or Shadows?"

"Do you have to ask?"

Another noise. This time a scraping, a scratching coming from the steel door as the rats were trying to claw their way in. Then a lot of scraping and scratching. The door in front of them was covered, stacked with a wall of rats and spiders higher than the humans trying to get in.

Both shoved rats or spiders, hesitantly at first, then viciously and desperately out of the way and pounded the steel door with their fists. No result, nothing except the dull echo reverberating in the tunnel. No response from behind the door either. Harry looked around for a rock, piece of metal—anything. He found what looked to be an abandoned Cyber forearm with the hand shaped into a fist. This will do. Clang! Clang
and had stopped shouting. 

 " So our choice is end by baneful Bio - animal — human or otherwise? " Her voice was low in volume but shaky. 

 " possibly Carlos doesn't want to kill us after wholly, " Harry say, trying to fathom positive. 

 " If he doesn't want to toss off us, then I'm go to kill you! " she exploded. She looked like she would have turned on him in a rage if she had accept the strength. " Put me through all of this and Carlos might not even be harebrained! " 

 " Don't bet on it. " Harry stopped to listen. He knew her fury wasn't real — just a distraction from the horrors that lay before them. 

 Then, something didn't voice right to Harry — not the clicking or splashing noises of the spiders and rats filling the sewer around them. 

 _ That noise? What noise? _ It is not what he was hearing, but what he wasn't hearing. _ That's a problem _, Harry thought. 

 " Harry, what are we going to do? Just tell me. " 

 " Do you learn any zapping sounds? " 

 " Zapping? What... " 

 " The exterminators. I listen animal hail our way, but no zappers. Why? " 

 " excessively many of them, " she answered timidly. " Makr? " 

 " I don't know. Could be, I suppose. Or childlike cybert adaptations. These creatures serve a purpose of controlling the Shadow movements. 

 " And us. " 

 Harry shrug, then says, " I make it an easy decision. Cyber or Shadows? " 

 " Do you have to ask? " 

 Another noise. This clock time a scraping, a scratching coming from the steel door as the rat were trying to claw their way in. Then a lot of scraping and scratching. The door in front of them was covered, stack with a wall of rats and spider higher than the world trying to catch in. 

 Both shoved rotter or spiders, hesitantly at first, then viciously and urgently out of the way and pounded the steel door with their fists. No result, nothing except the dull echo reverberating in the tunnel. No response from behind the door either. Harry looked around for a rock candy, piece of metal — anything. He establish what looked to be an abandoned Cyber forearm with the hand shaped into a fist. This will do. Clang! Clang
 anf had stopped shouting.

"So our choice is bwath bb deadlg Bio-crextures—human or otherwise?" Her viice qas lower in volume bug shaky.

"Majbe Carlow dotsn't want to kill us aftev all," Marry waid, trying to sound poshtive.

"If he doevn'g cant to kill us, then I'm going to kilj you!" sne exploded. She jooktd jike she would have turned on him in a rage ih she had had tne strength. "Put me through all of this and Carlod might not eveg be mad!"

"Don't cet on it." Harry stoppes to listen. He knew her rage warn't rzal—just a dusrrafjion from thx horrjrs that lay before dhem.

Them, something dicn't soynd right to Harry—not the clicking or sklashing nmiaes of the spiderw qnd rdts xillkbg ghe sxwed aroujd vhem.

_That nojse? What nouse?_ It is not what ne qas hearing, bht whae re wasn't hearing. _That's a problem_, Harry uhouggt.

"Harry, what are we goibg to do? Just tell me."

"Fo you hewr any zapping sounds?"

"Zapping? What..."

"The exterminatorv. I hxaf aulixos coming our way, but no zappers. Why?"

"Too many of fhtm," xhe answered tlmidly. "Makr?"

"I don't lnlw. Sould be, I sukpose. Ox sjmple cybert adaptwtions. Jhese xreatures serfe a purpose of controlling the Shadow iivements.

"And us."

Harrv shrugs, theu says, "I male it an easy decision. Eyber kr Shadows?"

"Dl you havs to ask?"

Another nuisv. Thhs time a scraping, a scratshing commng fxom the rteek door as the rahs weva trying to claw tjeir cay it. Then a llt of scraping and scratching. Tix door in fromt of them waf covcred, stacked wieh a wall of rcts and fpidefs higher nhan the iumans tryind to get in.

Bodj shoved ratv or spiqers, hesutantly xt first, then ficiously and despeeately out of the xay xhd pounded the wtetl door with theor wises. Np wasult, nothinc exzepg the aull echo rcvefbersting in the tunnel. To rssponse from behinc bhe door gither. Hawry looked arpund for a rock, pitce of meval—anyyhigg. He found what looked to be zn abandojed Cyber foreawm wlth jhe hand shcped into a fist. This will do. Clang! Clanj
and had stopped shouting. "So our choice by Bio-creatures—human or Her voice was "Maybe doesn't want to us after all," said, trying to sound positive. "If doesn't want to kill us, then I'm going to kill you!" she exploded. looked like she would have turned on him in a rage if she had strength. me all of this and Carlos might not even be mad!" "Don't bet on it." Harry stopped listen. He knew her rage wasn't real—just a from the horrors that before them. Then, something didn't right Harry—not the or noises the spiders and filling the sewer around them. _That noise? What noise?_ It is not what he was hearing, but he wasn't a problem_, thought. what we going to tell me." "Do you hear any What..." "The exterminators. I hear animals coming our but no Why?" "Too many of them," she timidly. "Makr?" "I don't know. Could be, I Or simple cybert adaptations. These creatures serve a purpose of controlling the Shadow movements. "And shrugs, then says, "I it an easy Cyber Shadows?" you to ask?" noise. This time a scraping, a scratching coming from the steel as the rats were trying to claw their way in. lot scraping and scratching. door in front of was stacked with a wall and higher trying get Both shoved rats or hesitantly at first, then viciously desperately out of the door with their fists. No result, nothing except dull echo reverberating in the tunnel. No from behind the door either. Harry looked around for a rock, piece metal—anything. He looked to be an abandoned Cyber forearm with hand shaped into a This will do. Clang! Clang
 and had stopped shouting.

"So ouR choice is dEath bY deAdlY BIo-crEatuRes—human or otheRWise?" her voice was lower in voluMe but ShAKy.

"MaYBe carloS doesn't WAnT TO kiLl Us AftEr ALl," harry SaiD, trying To sound posItiVe.

"if he doesn't waNT tO kill us, theN I'm Going to kill yOu!" sHe explOdEd. SHE lookEd lIke shE would HAve turNed on him iN a RAge if sHE had had THE sTrenGth. "Put me through alL Of THis and Carlos miGht not EvEN bE MAd!"

"DOn't Bet on it." HarRy StoppED to listEN. HE KNEw hER rage wasn't reaL—just a distrACtiOn from ThE hoRRors thAt lay BeFOre Them.

Then, somEthiNg didn't soUnd rigHT to HarrY—Not the cLickinG or SplAshiNG nOiSes Of THe sPIdErs ANd rAts filliNg ThE seweR aroUND THem.

_THat NoisE? What Noise?_ It is not wHat He waS HeaRing, bUt whaT he wAsN't heaRing. _ThAt's a pRoBlem_, Harry thoughT.

"HarRy, what are We gOiNg tO dO? Just TEll me."

"DO yoU heAr any zaPping soUNds?"

"zaPPINg? what..."

"The exterminatoRs. i HEaR animals Coming OUr WaY, But no zapPeRs. WHy?"

"ToO MAny of Them," SHe Answered TimidlY. "maKr?"

"i don't knOw. could bE, I SupPosE. Or siMPle cYbert aDaptatioNs. TheSE creatures servE A purpose of conTRoLLInG The SHadOw movements.

"and uS."

harrY shrUGs, TheN Says, "I Make iT aN EaSY decision. Cyber or ShaDoWs?"

"Do yoU have To ask?"

Another nOise. This tiME A Scraping, A scrATcHIng coming from tHe steEl door as thE Rats were TryinG to claw tHeir way in. tHEn a lot of ScrApiNg aNd sCRAtChing. The door iN FRont Of Them was CovEred, staCkeD wiTh a WalL oF rats and sPiders hiGhEr ThAn The HumanS Trying to GeT in.

boTh sHoved RAts or sPiderS, hesItAnTLy aT first, tHEn VICiouSlY aNd deSpeRaTely oUt of THe wAy and poUnded the sTeeL Door WiTh Their fiSts. No result, noThIng except tHe DulL echo rEVErberatiNg in the tunnel. No response FRom behiNd tHe dooR eitHer. Harry lOokEd arouNd fOR a rock, Piece oF metaL—aNytHINg. He fOUNd WhaT lOoked to be aN ABanDoned cyBer fOrearm wIth the hand shaped inTO a fIst. This will do. claNg! ClANG
 and had stopped shouting. 

"So ourchoic e i s d ea th b y de adly Bio-creat u res— human or otherwise?" H er vo ic e  was lo wer i n volum e  b u t  sh ak y. 

" Ma y be  Carl osdoesn't  want to k ill  u s after all, "  H arry said,  tr ying to soun d p ositiv e. 

" I f hedoe sn'twant t o  killus, thenI' m  going to kill y ou !" s he exploded. Shel oo k ed like she wo uld ha ve tu r n edonhim in a r ag e ifs he hadh ad t h e s t rength. "Putme througha llof thi sand Carlos  migh tn oteven be mad !"
"Don't be t on i t ." Harr y  stoppe d to l ist en.  Hek ne wher  r a gew as n't rea l—just a  d is tract ionf r o m  the  ho rror s tha t lay beforethe m.
T hen , som ethin g di dn 't so und ri ght t oHarry—not the c lick ing or sp las hi ngno iseso f thespi der s and r ats fil l ing  t h e se wer around them.
_T h a tnoise? W hat no i se ?_ It is no twha t he w as he arin g ,but what  he wa s n' thearing ._That' sa p rob lem_, Harr y thou ght.

"H arry, what are we go i ng to do? Jus t  t e l lm e."
"D o you hearanyz appi ng s o un ds? " 

"Za pping ?W ha t ..."

"The extermin at ors. I  hear  animals comi ng our way , b ut no za pper s .W hy?"

"Too man y ofthem," she answered  timi dly. "Ma kr?"

"Id o n't know . C oul d b e,I su ppose. Or sim p l e cy be rt adap tat ions. T hes e c rea tur es  serve apurposeof  c on tr oll ing t h e Shadow  m ove me nts .

"A n d us." 

Har ry s hr ug s , t hen say s ," I  mak eit  aneas ydecis ion. Cyb er or S hadows?"
"D o  you  h av e to as k?"

Anotherno ise. Thisti mea scra p i ng, a sc ratching coming from th e  steeldoo r astherats were  tr ying t o c l aw the ir way  in.Th ena lot o f sc rap in g and scra t c hin g. Th edoor  in fro nt of them was cov e red , stacked wit h a  wal l of  ra t sa ndsp i der s higher than the  humans tr yi n gto get in. 
Bo th  shoved  rats o r spi d ers, he sitantlyat first,  t henv i cio usly and d esperate ly out of the w a yand p oun ded th este el do or wit h  th eir f ists.No  resul t, no th ing exce pt the dull echo reverb eratin g inthe  tunnel.Nor esp onse from  beh ind the do oreit her.Har r y loo keda ro und for a  roc k , piece o f  m eta l — an ything. Hef o u ndwhatloo k ed tobe a n abandoned Cyber forearm with t he h a n d s hap e d in to  a fist. Thiswil ld o . Clang!  C lang
 and_had stopped_shouting.

"So our choice is_death by_deadly_Bio-creatures—human or_otherwise?"_Her voice was_lower in volume_but shaky.

"Maybe Carlos doesn't_want to kill_us_after all," Harry said, trying to sound positive.

"If he doesn't want to kill us,_then_I'm going_to_kill_you!" she exploded. She looked_like she would have turned_on him_in a rage if she had had the_strength._"Put me through_all of this and Carlos might not even be_mad!"

"Don't bet on it." Harry stopped_to listen. He_knew_her_rage wasn't real—just a_distraction from the horrors that lay_before them.

Then, something didn't sound right_to Harry—not the clicking or splashing noises_of the spiders and rats filling_the sewer around them.

_That noise?_What noise?__It is not what he_was hearing, but_what he_wasn't hearing. _That's_a problem_, Harry thought.

"Harry, what are_we going to_do? Just tell me."

"Do you hear_any_zapping sounds?"

"Zapping? What..."

"The_exterminators._I_hear animals_coming our way,_but_no zappers._Why?"

"Too_many of them," she answered timidly._"Makr?"

"I_don't know. Could be, I suppose. Or_simple cybert adaptations. These_creatures_serve a purpose of_controlling the Shadow movements.

"And us."

Harry_shrugs, then says, "I make it_an easy_decision. Cyber_or Shadows?"

"Do you have to ask?"

Another noise. This time a scraping,_a scratching coming from the steel_door as the rats_were trying_to_claw their way_in._Then a_lot of scraping and scratching. The door_in front_of them was covered, stacked with_a wall of rats_and_spiders higher than the humans trying_to get in.

Both shoved rats or_spiders, hesitantly at first, then_viciously_and_desperately out of the way_and pounded the steel door with_their fists. No_result, nothing except the dull echo reverberating_in_the tunnel. No response from behind_the_door either. Harry looked around for_a_rock,_piece of metal—anything. He found_what looked to be an abandoned_Cyber forearm with the hand shaped into a fist._This will do._Clang! Clang