Free The Kill Order by James Dashner

continued. “And we’ll do everything we can not to catch whatever it was that killed Darnell and the others. But if we’re going to do that …” He rubbed her back and looked up at Alec for help.
    “Then we need to be vigilant,” the man said. “We need to be cautious and smart and ruthless if it comes to that.”
    Mark knew it might be foolish to be touching Trina. But he didn’t care. If Trina died, he seriously didn’t know if he could keep going.
    Trina dropped her hands from her face and looked at Alec. “Mark, stand up and walk away from me.”
    “Trina …”
    “Do it. Now. Go stand near Alec so I can see both of you.”
    Mark did as she asked. He rejoined the man about ten feet away and turned to see that any trace of the crying, helpless, I-want-to-quit Trina was gone, replaced with the firmly resolved woman Mark was used to seeing. She got to her feet and folded her arms.
    “I’ve been really careful since you two got up on that Berg. The suits those jerks were wearing, the darts, how quickly the people who were shot collapsed and got sick … Even before Lana told us anything, it was obvious something was going on. The only person I’ve interacted with was Darnell, but he knew to keep his distance. He was the one who barricaded himself in that place and forced me to board it up.”
    She paused to take a breath and eyed each of them. “My point is thatI don’t think I’m sick. Especially since it acted so quickly on everyone who was.”
    “I can see that, but—” Alec began, but Trina cut him off.
    “I’m not finished,” she said with a sharp glare. “I know we need to be careful. I
could
be sick. I know we’ve touched, but let’s try not to anymore. Not until we’re totally sure. And all three of us need to make new masks and to wash our hands and faces like crazy.”
    Mark liked that she was taking charge. “Sounds good to me.”
    “Absolutely,” Alec agreed. “Now, where are the others? Lana, Misty, the Toad?”
    Trina pointed in a few directions. “Everyone is holed up somewhere, keeping their distance. Just to be safe until no one shows any signs of sickness. Maybe another couple of days.”
    Sitting around for a day or two sounded like the worst idea possible to Mark. “I’ll go nuts if we do that. We found a workpad with a map of where that Berg came from. Let’s gather supplies and get out of here—maybe we can learn something.”
    “Agreed,” Alec chimed in. “We should get as far as we can from this place.”
    “Wait—what about Darnell?” Mark asked. Though he knew what they would say, it made him feel better to at least ask. “Should we bury him?”
    Trina’s and Alec’s eyes said it all. They couldn’t risk being anywhere close to his body.
    “Take us to Lana and the others,” Alec said to Trina. “Then we go.”
    As they searched the town for their friends, Mark worried about people trying to join them. But fear had struck deep, and no one dared venture out of their home. The village was eerily quiet, but he could feel the eyesfollowing him down the alleys and paths. It didn’t surprise him, the more he thought about it. The world had punished everyone enough—why should they risk bringing anything more upon themselves?
    They collected Misty and the Toad from the second floor of a log cabin on the outskirts of town, across the village from the Leaner and its bodies. Trina wasn’t sure where Lana would be. They found her about an hour after they set out, sleeping behind some bushes by the river. She was upset that they’d found her sleeping, but she’d worn herself out. As soon as Mark and Alec had boarded the Berg and disappeared in the woods, she’d taken charge. Quarantining people and getting the bodies in one place—she said they’d been sure to wear gloves and masks—and helping deliver food from house to house. No one in the settlement knew exactly what had happened, but Lana had insisted from the start that care needed to be taken in