Dangerous Days of Daniel X

Chapter 81

THE NEXT MORNING it took us hours of tricky and difficult hiking through the landfill of the destroyed city to get anywhere near Seth’s ship.

If the disaster area looked bad from far away, close up it was much worse. There were thousands of horse-heads everywhere I could see.

We staggered around shattered baby cribs, computer screens, old newspapers and books, broken appliances, skeletons, all of it covered thickly with ash and mud.

When we got closer to Seth’s gigantic spacecraft, I saw that another landing chute was down.

“I guess he’s not afraid of an attack,” I said.

“What are we going to do?” Willy said nervously. “I don’t like the look in your eyes.”

“Get it over with,” I said. “Tussle, rumble, duel to the death. Something awful, something final.”

I pulled a metal pole out from the rubble. Then I hurled it about the length of three football fields. About four seconds later, the pole clanged against the ship’s hull.

“What are you doing?!” said Emma as a deafening alarm sounded in the ship.

“Do you see a doorbell anywhere?” I said, and walked forward.

“Knock, knock!” I yelled up at the belly of the ship. “Come out, come out, wherever you are, Seth! It’s me. Daniel.”