whistled.
Audrey, her back very straight, said, "Tell us."
Jenny told them. Not everything, but the essence of what had happened, leaving out the bits that nobody needed to know. Like the kissing.
"He said that he'd give me a chance to get free of my promise," she finished. "That he was going to play a new Game with us, and that we were all players. And at the end he said that the new Game was lambs and monsters."
Audrey drew in her breath, frowning. "Like that thing we saw those kids playing?"
"What lambs and monsters?" Michael demanded. "I never heard of it."
"It's like cops and robbers," Jenny said. "It starts like hide-and-seek-if you're the monster, you count while all the lambs hide. Then when you find a lamb, you chase it-and if you tag it, it's caught. Then you bring it back to your base and keep it as a prisoner until somebody else sneaks up to let it free."
"Or until all the lambs are caught and they get eaten," Audrey said darkly.
"Cute game," said Zach, then relapsed into silence.
"If we're playing, we'd better figure out the rules," Dee said.
"We may not have to play," Jenny said.
They all looked at her. She knew she was flushed. She had been thinking ever since she'd looked over the balcony railing to see Audrey's tiny figure disappear into darkness, and by now she'd worked herself into a rather odd state.
"What do you mean?" Dee said, lynx-eyed.
Jenny heard herself give a strange little overstrained laugh. "Well, maybe I should just stop it right now."
She was surprised by the volume of the protest.
"No!" Audrey cried. "Give in to a guy-any guy? Absolutely not. Never."
"We have to fight him," Dee said, smacking a slender fist into her palm. "You know that, Jenny."
"We're going to fight him," Tom said grimly.
"Uh, look," Michael said, and then got Audrey's elbow in his ribs. "I mean-you'd better not."
"That's right, you'd better not," Audrey said. "And I'm the one who got chased tonight, so I'm the one who's got the right to say it."
"We won't let you," Dee said, both long legs on the
floor now, leaning forward in the intensity of her emotion. "It's our problem, too."
Jenny could feel herself flushing more deeply as a wave of guilt swept her. They didn't understand-they didn't know that she'd almost surrendered of her own free will.
"He's evil," Tom was saying. "You can't just give up and let evil win because of us. You can't, Jenny."
Zach's dry voice cut through the impassioned atmosphere. "I don't think," he said, "that there's much point in arguing about it. Because from what Jenny said before, it sounded like she agreed to the new Game."
"I did," Jenny said. "I didn't know-when I agreed I thought he'd leave the rest of you alone. I didn't think you'd be involved."
"And he said the Game had started. Which means-"
"There's nothing she can do to change it now, even if she wanted to." Audrey finished Zach's sentence crisply.
"Like I said"-Dee gave her most bloodthirsty smile-"I think we'd better figure out the rules."
They all looked at one another. Jenny saw the consensus in all their faces. They were all together now, even Tom. Like the old days. All for one and one for all.
She sat down on the love seat beside Tom.
"So what do we need to do to win?" Audrey asked.
"Avoid getting caught," Zach said tersely.
Michael, rummaging glumly in his Cracker Jack, said, "How? We can't stay here forever."
"It's not as simple as that," Dee said. "Look - there are different kinds of games, right? The first Game, the one in the paper house, was like a race game. In a race game the point is to get from the start to the goal in a certain amount of time-or before everybody else does."
"Like Parcheesi," Jenny said.
"No, like Chutes and Ladders!" Michael said, looking up excitedly. "Remember that? You throw the dice and go across the board-and sometimes you can go up a ladder, the way we went up the stairs in the paper house. And sometimes you fall down a chute-"
"-which we did, on the third floor," Dee said.
"We had that game as kids," Zach said with a half glance at Jenny. "Only ours was called Snakes and Ladders."
"Okay, the point is that lots of games are race games," Dee went on. She jumped up and began to pace the room. "But then there are hunting games, too-those are actually the oldest games of all. Like hide-and-seek. That started out as practice for