In a single instant, the infected grabbed her leg. His scaly hands were pale and thin, but Emma, apparently, was unable to shake him off. Sophie saw her hitting him on the hands, the face, the legs. She watched the scene frozen, wide-eyed.

He’s infecting her, was all she could think. She’s been infected.

”Sophie!” Emma shouted.

The words rang empty in her head. Her instinct told her to run away, but she could not move.

“Help! Sophie!” Emma ...