“Get off! Get off me, ‘Felix sobbed, sounding like a little kid. Marco kicked at the sickos, slashing with his knife. It was no good, though— there were just too many of them — and he himself toppled over, landing on his friend and smothering him. ‘It’s all right Felix, ‘he said. ‘I’m with you. It’s all right. You’re not… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“He turned to see three kids at his side. Tish and the two little boys. He had to admit the boys looked… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“It ain’t going to happen, babes, ‘said Dognut. ‘I know what you’re thinking, but we ain’t gonna be overwhelmed. We can do… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Are you by yourself, darling? I can’t bear the thought of you dying alone. No, mum, I’m with my friend. I’m with… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Courtney!’ he shouted, but didn’t know if she could hear him. Where was she? ‘Courtney!’ There. He forced his way over to… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
You got to harden yourself. Make, like, a shell around you. But not everyone can do it. If they got nothing to hang on… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
There was a reason these boys were still alive, though. Something made them stronger than the other kids, the ones who had died in… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Remember what I done for you here today,' he shouted and passed out.” — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
Standing in the corridor was a large plastic bin on wheels. He looked inside. Empty tins of dog food. That explained the spaghetti with… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
But I'll never see any of those fish," said Maxie."Or those whales. Or any lions or tigers. I'm never going to set foot in… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
Tea? Good God, no. It's mud. How the British ever built an empire drinking the filthy stuff is beyond me. And if we carry… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Sod this,’ said Kyle and he swung his axe. Charlotte watched amazed, unable to look away, as the blade sliced clean through the father’s… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Ed held his sword tight in both hands and went slowly and carefully down. There was the unmistakable smell of sicko down here and… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
“Get off! Get off me, ‘Felix sobbed, sounding like a little kid. Marco kicked at the sickos, slashing with his knife. It was no good, though— there were just too many of them — and he himself toppled over, landing on his friend and smothering him. ‘It’s all right Felix, ‘he said. ‘I’m with you. It’s all right. You’re not… — Charlie Higson Copy Share
“He turned to see three kids at his side. Tish and the two little boys. He had to admit the boys looked pretty normal… — Charlie Higson Copy Share Image
