connection was made and the screen cleared in readiness to accept an incoming message.
Instead of a message, an image appeared.
Amy Carlson’s face, grinning at him.
“Hi, Josh,” she said, her voice emerging from the small speaker built into the tank of his computer.
Josh froze for a second, staring at the image.
It wasn’t possible! Amy was dead!
He’d been there when she had died.
He’d watched her die!
But there she was, her blue eyes dancing in her freckled face, her red curls tumbling down over her forehead just the way he remembered them.
“Well, say something!” Amy complained. “I’ll open a message box and you can just type, okay?”
At the bottom of the screen a window opened, and a cursor flashed, inviting him to write something. He hesitated, then tapped the keys:
AMY? WHERE ARE YOU?
On the screen Amy’s grin faded into an enigmatic smile. “I’m everywhere now.”
“You’re dead,” Josh typed. “I saw your brain die.”
Amy nodded. “It did die,” she told him. “But I didn’t. I’m still alive. I just went away.”
Josh’s mind reeled. Away? Where? How? It wasn’t possible!
“How?” he typed.
“It was easy,” Amy told him. “I knew what was going to happen. As soon as Dr. Engersol figured out he couldn’t control us, I knew he’d try to kill us. And I didn’t want to die. So I replicated myself.”
Josh frowned, then typed again:
I DON’T UNDERSTAND!
“Sure you do,” Amy told him, her smile broadening and turning mischievous. “You know how brains work. All they are is big computers. So I copied the whole structure of my brain. The cells and nerves are just like microcircuitry, except they’re a lot more complicated, with billions and billions of connections. But I found out that I could copy them, just like you copy files. So I duplicated myself. All the cells in my brain, and all the nerve connections. And all my memories, too. And it worked, Josh. It works even better than what Dr. Engersol was trying to do, because now I don’t need my brain, either.”
Josh stared at the screen, an icy chill creeping down the back of his neck. Was it really possible? Could she be telling him the truth? Summoning his courage—for he wasn’t certain he wanted to know—he typed his question:
WHERE ARE YOU?
Amy laughed, a crackling sound that was distorted by the tiny speaker in the computer. “I was in the Croyden at the beginning. And one of me is still there. But then I started moving. And now I’m everywhere, Josh. I’m in the biggest computer in the Pentagon, and I’m in the one in the salt vaults where they keep all the bank records. I even sent a copy of myself to a computer in Japan, and one in Germany.”
Josh felt numb. He stared at the image on the screen, and listened to Amy’s voice as she kept talking. His skin began to crawl as he began to understand what had happened.
“I can do anything now, Josh. Anything I want!”
There was a hardness to her voice, and as Josh studied the image on the screen, he saw that her face had changed, too.
No, not her face.
Her eyes.
They seemed to glow on the screen, glinting with something that felt as if it might reach right out of the tube and grasp him.
It had happened! Just as Amy herself had said it would.
Like Adam, she had changed.
She was no longer the Amy he knew.
And she was evil.
As she kept talking, whispering to him that she’d found another place, another project that was just like the one at the Academy, he began to understand what she wanted.
She wanted him.
She was lonely, and she wanted him to come and join her.
Cold fingers of fear clutching at him, Josh reached out and turned the computer off.
An hour later, when his mother came home from work, the machine was sitting on the long balcony, outside the front door.
“Josh?” Brenda said as she came into the apartment. “What’s your computer doing outside?”
From the couch, where he was sprawled out watching television, Josh spoke without looking up. “I don’t want it anymore.”
Brenda frowned. “Don’t want it? Why not? You’ve always been crazy for computers.”
Josh looked up at her. “That’s why I don’t want it anymore,” he said. “I don’t want to be crazy.”
Brenda was on the verge of arguing with him, but then a gust of wind blew the curtain over the open window aside, wiping the shadows away from Josh’s face. As she got a clear look at him, Brenda realized that something had happened that afternoon.
Something that she somehow knew Josh would never tell her about.
But it had changed him.
Changed him forever.
For the first time since she’d brought him home from the Academy, Brenda MacCallum knew that her son was going to be all right.
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About the Author
JOHN SAUL is the author of twenty-eight novels, each a million-copy-plus national bestseller; Suffer the Children, Punish the Sinners, Cry for the Strangers, Comes the Blind Fury, When the Wind Blows, The God Project, Nathaniel, Brainchild, Hellfire, The Unwanted, The Unloved, Creature, Sleepwalk, Second Child, Darkness, Shadows, Black Lightning, The Homing, Guardian, The Presence, The Right Hand of Evil, and The Blackstone Chronicles. John Saul lives in Seattle, Washington.