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The sound of dru to h my chest, I shook my head and said, "No"

My father frowned "What?"

"No, Dad You say I’ her, I don’t reht her, I’: fine If I’ed to her, and that s she learned before I was here But you don’t get to tellainst every other conversation we’ve ever had You told me I was more dependable than she was She ild and she broke rules to show you that she could Me disappearing the other day was the first thing I’ve ever done that rong,’ and I had pretty good reasons for doing it! You don’t get to tell ood reason to do it"

My father looked atDon’t Go Out Alone againstto pass out The drums were louder than ever, and ht float away So this is what adrenaline and anger feel like when you put the

He was the first to look away "I reacted so poorly--and yourwith me--because this wasn’t the first report of sleepwalkers accosting solare in favor of a puzzled frown "I don’t understand why that would make you freak out the way you did If it’s happened before…"

"At least, we believe that it’s happened before," he said "There were no survivors, but all signs indicated that the homes had been entered by one or

"In some cases, bodies have been recovered In others, the residents of those hoinal sleepwalkers, have been found wandering as much as five miles from the site of the attack So infection in asymptomatic individuals If they had touched you…"

"SymboGen says I’m clean," I said I realized how e theenetic material that had never been disclosed to the public Sy coht have been their Dr Frankenstein miracle worker, but the scientists she left behind weren’t stupid They understood what the early-generation D syenesis could mean They knew about the risk of Ada they told me was the unadulterated truth?

I couldn’t

"So the sleepwalkers would just have killed you, rather than turning you," saidthat as an improvement"

I frowned "Is that why you blocked the news channels and the Internet? Because you didn’t want s you couldn’t explain while the house was bugged?" Sohter "Why was the house bugged? You still haven’t told me why You never said I couldn’t let Sy risk, couldn’t you have told h this at ht?" He turned and walked back toward the dining room table Puzzled, I followed him, and when he sat, I took the seat across fro at hi but a friendly chat about chores or ere going to do over the weekend The soleet that this was so brutally much more

He took a breath, and said, "We decided to block the news channels and the Internet because we didn’t kno ed, and we had no way to prevent you fro questions when you saasn’t on the news"

"What?" I frowned again, utterly puzzled "What do you mean?"

"The GPS in your phone was blocked by that book"--he nodded toward Don’t Go Out Alone--"but froot ho you somehoound up in the Lafayette exclusion zone Is that correct?"

I bit

"Well, if you had been watching the news, you ht wonder why there was no mention of whatever you saw there Or of the incident you had here at home, with the sleepwalkers in the yard That should have raised a great uards re sick people from private property isn’t exactly an everyday occurrence, and yet it’s nowhere on the news It’s not even on the Internet, so far as I can tell"

"That’s ridiculous," I protested "You can’t keep things off the Internet" There were dozens, if not hundreds, of e the briefof pseudocelebrity that followed my accident Most of the pictures of owns or freshly stained pajamas--it took me a while to develop the fineer to learn that I should change ot food on them--and they talked about aspects of my recovery that I didn’t think were anybody’s business but my own And yet people wrote those posts, and other people read theh that they didn’t die down until I stopped doing anything that they would think of as "interesting" Censoring the Internet was impossible