 seemed to be thinning out the sludge until it took on the density of motor oil. The volume of the sewer water now was a problem in itself. If they were still going to make their way through the river, they would be moving through a chest-high mess of water, sewage, chemicals and poisons. The advancing flood could have made the animals and insects run. This wasn't the same muck they'd been trudging through, but water. The water smelled as bad as the sludge, but it was still water. Just with a slimy, oily film floating on top.

Harry saw ten...or twenty...or thirty rats that appeared to be swimming in it. It could have been hundreds of rats. They were so numerous that he had trouble making out individual bodies. He was faced with a mass of stringy, disgusting, yellow-teethed furry cannibals—Bio eating machines—so locked together they appeared as a single monstrous entity. Unfortunately and fortunately, he and Marlene occupied the driest area, the shore by the door. While they were not immersed in the raging river of sewage, they were now face to face with horrible mutated rodents, drenched in water and oil, frantically driven to escape drowning, gnashing teeth and squealing in efforts to get to the high ground. Marlene was so far holding off the rats with a club—a two-foot piece of scrap iron. She found it somehow fulfilling to bash their heads in as they emerged from the water to come on shore. The diversion kept her mind off what would happen when the creatures broke through; she knew she and Harry could only fight them off for so long.

While Marlene occupied the higher ground closest to the door, Harry, a little more than a yard away, was preoccupied with sound again; this time it was coming from the other direction. He heard the unmistakable sloshing around of the crocodiles, as well as a constant splash after splash, like someone walking easily through the water and sludge with a steady rhythm. That could only mean one thing: Cyber! Worse! Cyber and monster crocs?

Here they were on the Shadows' doorstep. It was ironic that the Insiders should be out and the Outsiders in. All of Harry's fears up until then had been of Cyber. So far this horror was one hundred percent Bio and Cyber were secondary. He and Marlene could pick by which species they preferred to
seemed to be thinning out the sludge until it took on the density of motor petroleum. The bulk of the sewer water now was a trouble in itself. If they were still going to make their manner through the river, they would be moving through a chest - eminent mess of water, sewage, chemical and poisons. The advancing flood could have made the animal and insects run. This wasn't the like muck they'd been slog through, but body of water. The water smelled as regretful as the sludge, but it was still water. merely with a slimy, greasy film floating on top. 

 Harry saw ten... or twenty... or thirty rats that appear to be swimming in it. It could have been hundreds of rats. They were so numerous that he had trouble making out individual bodies. He was faced with a mass of stringy, disgusting, yellow - teethed furry cannibals — Bio eating machines — so locked in concert they look as a single grotesque entity. Unfortunately and fortunately, he and Marlene occupy the driest area, the shore by the door. While they were not immersed in the tease river of sewage, they were now face to face with horrible mutate rodents, drenched in water and oil, frantically driven to escape drowning, gnashing teeth and squealing in efforts to get to the high flat coat. Marlene was so far hold off the rats with a club — a two - foot piece of scrap iron. She determine it somehow fulfilling to bash their heads in as they emerge from the water to come on shore. The diversion kept her mind off what would find when the creatures broke through; she knew she and Harry could only fight them off for thus long. 

 While Marlene occupied the high ground close to the door, Harry, a short more than a yard away, was preoccupy with sound again; this prison term it was coming from the other direction. He heard the unmistakable sloshing around of the crocodiles, as well as a constant splash after stir, like someone walking easily through the body of water and sludge with a steady rhythm. That could only mean one thing: Cyber! Worse! Cyber and freak crocs? 

 Here they were on the Shadows' doorstep. It was ironic that the Insiders should be out and the Outsiders in. All of Harry's fears up until then had been of Cyber. So far this repugnance was one hundred percent Bio and Cyber were secondary. He and Marlene could peck by which species they preferred to
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seemed to be thinning out the sludge took the density motor oil. The now a problem in If they were going to make their way through river, they would be moving through a chest-high mess of water, sewage, chemicals poisons. The advancing flood could have made the animals and insects run. This the muck been through, but water. The water smelled as bad as the sludge, but it was still water. with a slimy, oily film floating on top. saw ten...or twenty...or thirty that appeared to be swimming it. could have hundreds rats. were so numerous he had trouble making out individual bodies. He was faced with a mass of stringy, disgusting, yellow-teethed cannibals—Bio eating together they as single entity. Unfortunately and and Marlene occupied the driest area, the door. While they were not immersed in raging river sewage, they were now face to with horrible mutated rodents, drenched in water and frantically driven to escape drowning, gnashing teeth and squealing in efforts to get to the Marlene was so far off the rats a two-foot of iron. She it somehow fulfilling to bash their heads in as they emerged the water to come on shore. The diversion kept her what happen when the broke through; she knew and could only fight them so While higher closest the door, Harry, a more than a yard away, preoccupied with sound again; from the other direction. He heard the unmistakable around of the crocodiles, as well as constant splash after splash, like someone walking easily through the water and with a That could only mean one thing: Cyber! Worse! and monster crocs? Here were on the Shadows' doorstep. It was ironic that Insiders be out the Outsiders in. of Harry's fears until then had Cyber. So this was Bio and Cyber were secondary. He Marlene pick by which species they to
 seemed to be thinning out the sLudge until It tooK on The DeNsitY of mOtor oil. The voluME of tHe sewer water now was a proBlem iN iTSelf. iF tHey weRe still GOiNG To mAkE tHeiR wAY tHrougH thE river, tHey would be MovInG through a cheST-hIgh mess of wAteR, sewage, chemiCalS and poIsOns. tHe advAncIng flOod couLD have mAde the aniMaLS and inSEcts run. tHIs Wasn'T the same muck they'd BEeN Trudging througH, but waTeR. thE WAteR smElled as bad As The slUDge, but iT WaS STIll WAter. Just with a Slimy, oily fiLM flOating On Top.

hArry saW ten...oR tWEntY...or thirty raTs thAt appeareD to be sWImming iN It. It couLd have BeeN huNdreDS oF rAts. thEY weRE sO nuMEroUs that he HaD tRoublE makING OUt inDivIduaL bodiEs. He was faced wIth A masS Of sTringY, disgUstiNg, YelloW-teethEd furRy Cannibals—Bio eatIng mAchines—so LocKeD toGeTher tHEy appeAreD as A single MonstroUS enTiTY. uNfOrtunately and fortuNaTELy, He and MarLene ocCUpIeD The driesT aRea, The sHORe by tHe doOR. WHile they Were noT ImMeRsed in tHe Raging RiVer Of sEwage, THey wEre now Face to faCe witH Horrible mutateD Rodents, drenchED iN WAtER and Oil, Frantically DrivEN to eScapE DrOwnINg, gnaShing TeETh ANd squealing in effortS tO get to The hiGh ground. MarleNe was so far HOLDing off tHe raTS wITh a club—a two-fooT piecE of scrap irON. She founD it soMehow fulFilling to BASh their hEadS in As tHey EMErGed from the watER To coMe On shore. the DiversiOn kEpt Her MinD oFf what wouLd happen WhEn ThE cReaTures BRoke throUgH; shE kNew She anD harry cOuld oNly fIgHt THem Off for sO LoNG.

whilE MArLene OccUpIed thE higHEr gRound clOsest to thE doOR, HarRy, A lIttle moRe than a yard awAy, Was preoccuPiEd wIth souND Again; thiS time it was coming from the OTher dirEctIon. He HearD the unmisTakAble slOshINg arouNd of thE crocOdIleS, AS well AS A cOnsTaNt splash afTER spLash, lIkE somEone walKing easily through tHE waTer and sludge wIth A steADY rHytHM. THAt cOuLD onLY Mean one thing: CybEr! Worse! CybEr ANd Monster croCS?

HeRe They werE on the SHadowS' DoorsteP. It was iroNic that thE INsidERS shOuld be out aNd the OutSiders in. ALL of HaRRy'S fearS up Until tHeN haD been Of CybeR. so fAr thiS horroR wAs one hUndreD pErcent BiO and Cyber were secondary. HE and MaRlene CouLd pick by wHicH SpeCies they pRefeRred to
 seemed to be thinning out  the sludg e unt ilitto ok o n th e density of m o toroil. The volume of the  sewe rw ater no w was  a prob l em i n i ts el f.If th ey we restill g oing to ma keth eir way thro u gh  the river , t hey would be  mo ving t hr oug h  a ch est -high  messo f wate r, sewage ,c hemica l s and p o i so ns.The advancing flo o dc ould have made  the a ni m al s and  in sects run.  T his w a sn't th e  s a m e  mu c k they'd been  trudging t h rou gh, bu twat e r. The  wate rs mel led as badas t he sludge , buti t was s t ill wat er. Ju stwit h as li my , o il y  fi l mflo a tin g on top .
H arrysawt e n . ..or  tw enty ...or  thirty ratstha t ap p ear ed to  be s wimm in g init. It  coul dhave been hundr edsof rats.The ywer eso nu m eroustha t h e had t roublem aki ng o u tindividual bodies.  H e wa s facedwith a ma ss of strin gy , d isgu s t ing,yell o w- teethedfurryc an ni bals—Bi oeating  m ach ine s—sol ocke d toge ther the y app e ared as a sing l e monstrous e n ti t y .U nfor tun ately and f ortu n atel y, h e  a ndM arlen e occ up i ed the driest area, th eshoreby th e door. While  they were n o t immers ed i n  t h e raging river  of s ewage, the y  were no w fac e to fac e with ho r r ible mut ate d r ode nts , dr enched in wat e r  and  o il, fra nti cally d riv entoesc ap e drownin g, gnash in gte et h a nd sq u ealing i neff or tsto ge t  to th e hig h gr ou nd .  Ma rlene w a ss o  far  h ol ding  of fthe r atsw ith  a club —a two-fo otp iece  o fscrap i ron. She foun dit somehow  f ulf illing t o bash t heir heads in as they e m erged f rom  thewate r to come  on  shore . T h e dive rsionkepthe r m i n d off w ha t w ou ld happenw h enthe c re atur es brok e through; she kne w  sh e and Harry c oul d on l y  f igh t  t h emof f  fo r so long.

While  Marlene o cc u pi ed the hig h ergr ound cl osest t o the door, H arry, a l ittle mor ethan a  ya rd away, w as preoc cupied wi t h sou n dagain ; t his ti me  it  wascoming fro m the  other  d irecti on. H eheard th e unmistakable sloshing  aroun d ofthe  crocodil es, aswell as a  con stant spla shaft er sp las h , lik e so m eo new alkin g ea s ily throu g hthe w at er and slud g e wit h a s tea d y rhyt hm.That could only m e an one thing:Cybe r !  Wo rse !  Cyb er  and monster c roc s? Here the ywere on the  Shadows 'd oorst ep. It  was i ronic t h a tt he Ins ider s s hould beout  a n d the O ut si d ers in . Al lof Har ry's f e arsu p  until then hadbeeno f  Cybe r . S o far  t his hor r or w as one hun dred percen t BioandCyber  were s ec ondary . H eand Marlen e  could pi ck by  whichsp ecie s t hey pr efer r e d to
 seemed_to be_thinning out the sludge_until it_took_on the_density_of motor oil._The volume of_the sewer water now_was a problem_in_itself. If they were still going to make their way through the river, they_would_be moving_through_a_chest-high mess of water, sewage,_chemicals and poisons. The advancing_flood could_have made the animals and insects run. This_wasn't_the same muck_they'd been trudging through, but water. The water smelled_as bad as the sludge, but_it was still_water._Just_with a slimy, oily_film floating on top.

Harry saw ten...or_twenty...or thirty rats that appeared to_be swimming in it. It could have_been hundreds of rats. They were_so numerous that he had_trouble making_out individual bodies. He was_faced with a_mass of_stringy, disgusting, yellow-teethed_furry cannibals—Bio eating machines—so locked together_they appeared as_a single monstrous entity. Unfortunately and_fortunately,_he and Marlene_occupied_the_driest area,_the shore by_the_door. While_they_were not immersed in the raging_river_of sewage, they were now face to_face with horrible mutated_rodents,_drenched in water and_oil, frantically driven to escape_drowning, gnashing teeth and squealing in_efforts to_get to_the high ground. Marlene was so far holding off the rats_with a club—a two-foot piece of_scrap iron. She found_it somehow_fulfilling_to bash their_heads_in as_they emerged from the water to come_on shore._The diversion kept her mind off_what would happen when_the_creatures broke through; she knew she_and Harry could only fight them_off for so long.

While Marlene_occupied_the_higher ground closest to the_door, Harry, a little more than_a yard away,_was preoccupied with sound again; this time_it_was coming from the other direction._He_heard the unmistakable sloshing around of_the_crocodiles,_as well as a constant_splash after splash, like someone walking_easily through the water and sludge with a steady_rhythm. That could_only mean one thing: Cyber!_Worse!_Cyber_and monster crocs?

Here they were on the Shadows' doorstep. It_was ironic_that the Insiders_should be out and the Outsiders in. All of Harry's_fears up until then had been of_Cyber. So far this horror was one hundred percent Bio and_Cyber were secondary. He and Marlene could pick_by which species they preferred to