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questioned. ‘Are we still part of this, Kat? I never liked hanging out with you much at school, Walker. I like it less now that we’re getting bombed and harassed by … those brutes.’
    Brutes. Brandon liked the description.
    Kat sighed. ‘Maybe you should hand that thing over to the police or the army, Brandon. They’ll protect you.’
    Brandon shook his head. ‘This thing could be too important to give up. My mum insisted that I keep it secret. No, I need to stay hidden: off the radar. In fact I probably should leave London and keep moving. There could be some kind of tracking device in this thing that’s giving away its position.’
    Jason looked around apprehensively.
    Kat seemed to perk up though. ‘Where could we go?’ she asked.
    ‘Brighton.’ Brandon said. ‘I think that’s where my mum is. A meteor hit there today, round about the time she got cut off on the phone. I don’t know why she’s there—maybe there’s another lab—or even if she’s still alive, but she’s the only person who can help.’
    Kat looked at Jason questioningly.
    ‘Go then,’ Jason told Brandon. ‘Kat and I will be safer going in the opposite direction to you. We’ll let the army know that you’ve got this mess under control.’
    Brandon got up.
    ‘Wait,’ Kat said.
    Kat gave Jason a look. What are you going to do , it seemed to say, if what I want to do isn’t what you want to do? Jason raised his eyebrows in disbelief. She stared him down. Eventually he sighed and shrugged.
    ‘Great. A trip to the seaside. Where’s my bucket and spade?’
     
    They set off down the hill.
    ‘Are we walking to Brighton?’ Jason asked.
    ‘I’m thinking,’ Brandon said. In the distance he could see a bright light moving north along the Midland Main Line. ‘It looks like the trains are running again—the outbound ones at least. The fastest way to get out of London would be by train. What station do we need?’
    ‘Hmm … St. Pancras, I think,’ Kat said.
    ‘If the internet wasn’t down, we could have booked a ticket,’ Jason said.
    ‘Something tells me that every train out of London is going to be fully booked,’ Brandon said. ‘We’ll have to blag our way aboard. Anyway, let’s go—St. Pancras isn’t far. We can walk down through Kentish Town.’
    Their route took them close by smoking meteor craters and big piles of rubble that were once buildings. They had to find a diversion around a gaping hole in the middle of Royal College Street. Kat fell in beside Brandon as they hurried along, walking fast but definitely not running. ‘God, I hope Xander’s okay and his house is still standing,’ she said, seemingly suddenly remembering him as she stared at a ruined row of townhouses.
    ‘Do you know where he lives?’ Brandon asked her.
    ‘Nope,’ she admitted freely. ‘We didn’t actually do much talking.’
    Brandon said nothing. He didn’t know what to say.
    ‘He wouldn’t like to have come on this adventure though,’ Kat went on. ‘I think he would definitely have run straight to the police.’
    Brandon prepared to break it to Kat that Xander Jones was probably dead.
    But she suddenly changed the subject: ‘Doctor Kang seemed interested in your mum’s gizmo,’ she said. ‘Maybe he was a spy, placed at school to keep an eye on you and your family! What do you think?’
    Brandon shrugged. That was exactly what he thought. ‘I don’t know, Kat. He certainly wasn’t on the same side as the monsters though.’
    Jason chuckled. ‘Maybe we’re the spies, Bright Eyes. Keeping an eye on you . Or maybe … even … we’re aliens. In disguise. What do you think about that?’
    ‘You look ugly enough,’ Brandon shot back.
     
    St. Pancras Station was in chaos. Crowds of people swarmed around the enormous Victorian terminus, desperate to get on board the last trains leaving London that night. Brandon, Kat and Jason pushed their way inside. There were queues at the ticket booths and at the entrances to the