Ruben said his goodbyes, sparing Rosemary a hug. They seemed very close. Jack and his friends gave their quiet thanks, then the fat man sauntered away, his incredible hands swinging by his sides. There goes another miracle, Jack thought. The city killed by humans seemed full of miracles today.
Rosemary huddled them together at the end of the street. She listened for a minute, head cocked, but there was nothing to hear except the birds.
“It's not too far until we go back belowground,” she said. “As I told you, Jack, she spends most of her time down in the old Tube station. But I promised to be honest with you from now on, so I have to tell you, the place is disguised. And it's protected from the Choppers.”
“Protected how?” he asked, instantly fearing the worst. Alligators? Lions? Monsters?
“There are two people down there, boy and girl twins, whose seventh sense has been incredibly boosted.”
“Seventh?” Emily asked.
“That's what they call it, for want of a better description. They can project images and ideas onto people's minds. It's remarkable…and it can be really quite disturbing, too. Everyone who goes down there has to pass through the twins’ projections. Those who should know about the hospital can work through them, because they know the images are false. Anyone else…they wouldn't go very far.”
“What sort of images?” Jack asked.
Rosemary pursed her lips. “They won't be very nice. But I'll tell you when we're getting closer, and you'll all have to…”
“Work through it,” Jenna finished for her.
“Yes, dear.”
“Piece of cake,” Sparky said. Jenna glanced at him and smiled, and Jack felt the growing warmth between the two of them. It made him feel good.
“Maybe Lucy-Anne will be down there,” he said. But no one answered, and he realised it was a vain hope.
They set off, walking through the early morning streets and watching the wildlife. It was unsettling, and yet beautiful, how so many animals had made the devastated city their home, as if nature had been patiently awaiting its moment. All the usual birds that Jack would expect to see in a city were there; pigeons, sparrows, starlings, blackbirds, magpies, and the occasional robin. But he also saw a woodpecker, wrens, a kingfisher skimming a canal, goldfinches, siskins, and several pairs of buzzards circling with their offspring. The untempered plant growth throughout the city sustained many more seed-eating birds, and close behind them came the birds of prey.
The birdsong barely lessened as they walked along the street. The creatures were confident. That, Jack thought, was the unsettling part of it. This was no longer a city of people where the birds had to find their own way to survive. Now, the situation had been reversed.
Rosemary made them pause every few minutes and hide in a garden or an alleyway, just to take time to listen and watch for any dangers. They heard no motors, though once an aircraft flew past high overhead. It was fast and loud, and obviously military. Rosemary made them hide in a burnt-out shop, afraid of the detection technology the aircraft might have.
After the aircraft had gone, and as they approached a road junction, a lioness stepped into view from the street perpendicular to theirs. She was sleek and fit-looking, and she paused to look their way.
Jack gasped. Emily, walking beside him, slowly lifted her camera and started to film. The others froze in place.
“Amazing,” Sparky whispered.
“Be still and quiet,” Rosemary said. Jack saw her take hold of the gun hanging by its strap from her shoulder.
They were close enough to see the lioness's nostrils flare as she sniffed at them. She looked the other way, perhaps deciding whether the street ahead seemed more inviting than the street with the human meat, then stared back at them for a long time.
“Do they eat…?” Jenna was unable to finish, but everyone knew what she meant.
“I've never heard of it,” Rosemary muttered. “Too many cats, dogs, and other things for them to hunt.”
“Always a first time for everything,” Sparky said. Then he giggled. “Jenna tastes good.”
“Shut it, or I'll cut you and push you towards her,” Jenna whispered.