Devils Playground Page #4

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- OK, so what type is it?

- I don't know. It's a four-seater.

Well, the only way round that

is to do multiple trips.

I'm good with cars

but not with helicopters.

We have a pilot.

And who would that be?

He's a friend of ours.

He's meeting us there.

I need a map. Show me.

And now there's even more of us.

Steve, you've got to be quick.

There's not a lot of time.

Have you got any soya milk?

Yeah, it'll be in the fridge

next to the caviar.

The man in the suit,

is that the policeman that?

- Yeah, that's the same prick.

- Hey, Katie, watch your mouth, eh?

- He's still a good mate of mine.

- I'm sorry, I'm just...

I'm not coping well with this, you know?

Yeah, well, the way I see it,

everybody deserves a second chance.

It is him.

Yeah, I thought so.

He was meant

to go on trial sometime soon.

Shot a kid who stole a boat.

Back home a cock-sucker gets the chair,

no questions asked.

There's something

that's bothering me more than that.

- What's that?

- Friends and family.

Most important thing in the world.

And we're neither.

We're the outsiders here.

OK, the helicopter holds four people.

So we do three separate trips as agreed.

I'll go last.

- You all right, mate?

- I didn't agree to it.

- It's a f***ed-up plan.

- Why?

What if the pilot don't want to come back

or the chopper runs out of juice?

What do the second and third parties do?

Just wait around and be attacked?

Forget the helicopter.

We drive.

We go to Dover, Folkestone, wherever.

We grab a boat.

Are you mad?

You'd last ten minutes at the most.

I've just spent two months in prison.

I think I can handle a road.

Yeah, well, once we get the helicopter,

you're more than welcome

to the van and the road.

Me and Angela will drop you at

the Abraxon place and then go our...

You go on your own.

She comes with us.

Are you f***ing serious?

What, you think I'm some sort of?

Jesus, enough!

She stays with me.

Do you understand?

How long with that fuel pump?

We've got to get that van going.

How's your arm, Jim?

Is it getting worse?

Look, whatever "it" is,

Andy's infected me with it.

F***ing arsehole!

If we don't make it to the helipad,

just f***ing throw me overboard.

I'm not doing that, Jim.

You can't let me

become one of those things.

I can't do that, Jim.

OK.

Promise me.

I promise.

Why are you showing me this?

- You know why.

- I'm fine.

I'm absolutely fine.

That's why I'm here.

Because of the testing.

Everyone who took RAK

has turned into one of those things.

I saw one change

right in front of my own eyes.

- Are you saying that I'm next?

- No, I don't think you will be.

and are spreading it.

For some reason,

you're different from all the other trialists.

You're special somehow.

We've got to get you

out the country and into a lab.

And we've got to do some tests.

You might be the person to stop all this,

but first things first.

You listen to me.

Just leave me alone, Joe.

That sh*t on TV.

It's the reason behind all this.

People having heart problems.

They're the symptoms,

the start of it.

I was one of the first trialists.

- So are you?

- No.

I haven't got any symptoms.

I'm the only one who hasn't.

- Why did you do it?

- Why do you think, Joe?

I was trying to rebuild my life.

I needed the money.

Who told you about the drug?

Cole?

He's lying.

Doesn't make sense.

- Why is it spreading?

- I don't want to talk about it anymore.

I don't want to talk about it, Joe.

In all the time we were together,

I never lied to you once, Ange.

I just want you to know that.

I'm pregnant, Joe.

What?

Well, do you want to keep it?

Yeah. I think I do.

I'll be there for you.

You know that, don't you?

No matter what.

All the more reason

to get you out of here in one piece, eh?

Steve's nearly done.

We need to move. Now.

For f***'s sake.

- What are you doing?

- Sorry.

- Just practising.

- Practising what?

Give me the weapon.

- Stand up.

- Why?

- Stand up!

- Hey, come on.

Let me tell you something.

Right here, right now,

you do exactly as I say.

And don't f***ing question me again.

You got that?

- Show me your hand.

- You be careful!

Am I going to be OK?

Probably.

- What do you mean, "probably"?

- You ready?

- I'm coming as well.

- Whatever.

Geoff.

He's going to leave us behind.

That's exactly what's going to happen.

He doesn't like us.

If there are too many of us

and not enough room on that helicopter,

- we're the ones he'll leave.

- Yeah, but Lavinia...

- Geoffrey.

- We won't let that happen.

Right?

There's something

I want you to know.

Yeah?

She's pregnant and it's mine.

So whether she's immune or not,

she's coming with me.

There's no way I'm letting them

become someone's chemistry project.

So you'd better stay

out of my f***ing way.

You know, there was a time

when right now you'd be screaming

and begging for mercy.

The RAK testing, Katie.

It's responsible for all of this.

- You don't know that.

- I do know that.

Cole told me.

He works at N-gen.

He saw a guy who took it there turn.

What?

God, I don't know. I don't know.

I'm so scared.

Oh, my God.

You could turn into one of those things.

What?

No, I won't.

I'm fine. I'm fine right now.

Yeah, sorry.

I'm shocked, that's all.

You've said all along

you feel fine, right?

Right?

F***!

Hey.

You know, in the States RAK 295

was apparently going

to be marketed as Quentinium.

So?

Lucky nobody in here takes it, that's all.

Imagine if they did. My God!

She's fine.

You're the one with the bitten finger,

remember?

Come on, Kate.

Do I look dangerous to you?

If that crap had got into my bloodstream,

do you think I'd be sitting here?

Yeah, well, Ange is not exactly

biting people, is she?

Yeah, but I'm not the one

who's been injected with RAK.

- She could be immune.

- Well, are you willing to take that risk?

I can't help but wonder

what would happen

if we're halfway across the Channel

in that chopper with nowhere to go

and she turns into one of those things.

What then?

I know it's not an easy thing

to imagine, Kate,

your friend becoming

like one of those things.

But the same thing happened

to my colleague

and it's no longer them.

They're as good as dead.

Actually, they're worse.

What? Tell me. What?

You know what?

I want you to get out of the car.

- Get out of the car!

- Hey, it's just an opinion, all right?

Lavie,

the blonde,

she's infected with the same sh*t

that turns you into one of those things.

That's all we need.

Sorted.

What is it?

We have to move, now.

Everybody get moving!

- Joe?

- Get the flashlights from the office.

OK, now's our chance. Lock her in!

- Lavie!

- Close the f***ing door!

Katie?

Katie!

All right, let's go.

Let's move! Get out of here!

- The van won't start, mate.

- Angela?

Wait, I can't get the van started.

Into the woods, move!

Move! Move it!

- What happened?

- I don't know.

A shelf fell across the door.

I was trapped. We have to find them.

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