The Memorist

Chapter 98

Thursday, May 1^st-8:15 p.m.

The air moved in waves around him, its current trying to drag David away from where he was and what he had to do. From one moment to the next, he existed in two alternate realities. Trying to secure a place in either, he was lost between them. What was happening?

He needed to set off the Semtex now but something was wrong with his coordination and his vision. He couldn’t concentrate on anything but the sound that wrapped around his head and pulled so tightly he felt as if his brains were being squeezed out through his ears and nose and eyes.

Was this some new technology Paxton had created to drive rats like him out of the tunnels? Except as terrifying as the sound was, it was also beautiful. As frightening as it was, it was also tempting. He needed to attach the last wire to the battery pack and then press the det cap but he had to stop…no, he had to listen…he couldn’t protect himself…the music was seducing him…drawing him into its circle.