My pulse is racing now. A splinter of cold, venomous panic is working its way deeper and deeper into my brain. Whatever Nathan has become, I'm lucky to have survived against him this long.

In my search for a body, I've wandered close to the two discarded flashlights and their cones of light. Wilmer's gone, as I knew he would be. I turn toward Albright's body-

And almost run into Nathan.

I'm just quick enough on the draw to fire, once, before he can grab me. My aim is ...