Part 47 (1/2)
”April 18 We've gathered enough powders to chance an escape tonight. After what we've learned, we must attempt a break for civilization. We dare not wait any longer. We'll dust our bodies black and flee with the setting moon. Illia knows paths that will quickly get us past any trackers and out of these lands, but the trek back to civilization will be hard and not without threat.
Still, we have no choice . . . not after the birth. We'll try tonight. May G.o.d watch over us all”
Nate straightened from the laptop, turning to the others. ”They al: attempted to flee, not just Gerald Clark:”
Across the many faces, Nate saw the same expression.Only Gerald Clark made it back to civilization.
”So they all left,”Kelly mumbled.
Nate nodded. ”Even a Ban-ali woman, a skilled tracker named Illia. She had fallen in love and married Gerald Clark. He took her with him:”
”What happened to them?” Anna said. Nate shook his head. ”That was the last entry. There is no more:”
Kelly's expression saddened. ”Then they didn't make it . . . only Gerald Clark.”
”I could ask Dakii for more details,” Kouwe said.
”Dakii?”
Kouwe pointed below. ”The tribesman who guided us here. Between what I know of the Ban-ali language and his smattering of English, I might be able to find out what happened to the others, how they died:”
Nate nodded, though he wasn't sure he wanted to know the details.
Manny spoke up. ”But what made them flee that night? Why the hint at some urgency in that last note?”
Nate took a deep breath. ”It's why I wanted everyone to hear this. My father came to some frightening conclusions about the Ban-ali. Something he needed to relay to the outside world:”
”What?” Kouwe asked.
Nate wasn't sure where to begin. ”It took years of living with the Ban-ali for my father to begin piecing facts together. He noticed that the iso-lated tribe showed some hints of remarkable advancements over their Indian counterparts in the greater Amazon. The invention of the pulley and wheel. A few of the homes even have crude elevators, using large boul-ders and counterweights. And other advancements that seemed strange considering the isolated nature of this tribe. He spent much of his time examining the way the Ban-ali think, the way they teach their children. He was fascinated by all this:”
”So what happened?” Kelly asked.
”Gerald Clark fell in love with Illia. They married during the second year of the group's incarceration here. During the third, they conceived a baby. During the fourth year, Illia gave birth:” He stared hard at the gath-ered faces. ”The child was stillborn, rife with mutations:” Nate recalled his father's words. ” 'A genetic monster: ”
Kelly cringed.
Nate pointed to the laptop. ”There are more details in the files. My father and the medical doctor of the group began to formulate a frightening conclusion. The tree hadn't just mutated the lower species. It had also been changing the Ban-ali over the years, subtly heightening their cognitive abil-ities, their reflexes, even their eyesight. While outwardly they appeared the same, the tree was improving the species. My father suspected that the Ban-ali were heading genetically away from mankind. One of the definitions that separates different species is an inability to breed together:'
”The stillborn child . . :” Manny had paled.
Nate nodded. ”My father came to believe that the Ban-ali were near to leaving h.o.m.o sapiens behind, becoming their own species.”
”Dear G.o.d,” Kelly gasped. ”It was why their need to escape became urgent. This corruption of mankind in the valley has to be stopped:”
No one spoke for a full minute.
Anna's voice, full of horror, whispered, ”What are we going to do?”
”We're going to get that d.a.m.n GPS working,” Kostos said harshly. ”Then we're gonna bug out of this d.a.m.n place:”
”And in the meantime,” Camera added, ”we should gather as much of that repellent powder as possible, just in case:”
Kelly cleared her voice and stood up. ”We're all forgetting one vital thing. The disease spreading across the Americas. How do we cure it? What did Gerald Clark bring out of this valley?” Kelly turned to Nate.
”In your father's notes, is there any mention of a contagious disease here?”
”No, with the inherent healing properties of the Yagga tree, everyone remained incredibly healthy. The only suggestion is the taboo against one of the Chosen, the Ban-ali, leaving the tribe. A shadowed curse upon he who leaves and all he encounters. My father had dismissed this as a myth to frighten anyone from leaving:”
Manny mumbled, ”The curse upon he who leaves and all he encoun-ters . . . that sounds like our contagion:”
Kelly turned back to Nate. ”But if true, where did the disease come from? What triggered Clark's body to suddenly become riddled with tumors? What made him contagious?”
”I wager it has something to do with the Yagga tree's healing sap,” Zane said. ”Maybe it keeps the disease in check here. When we leave, we need to make sure we collect a generous sample. That's clearly vital:”
Kelly ignored Zane, her gaze unfocused. ”We're missing something . . . something important,” she said, low and quiet. Nate doubted anyone else heard her.
”I can see if Dakii will cooperate,” Kouwe said. ”See if he has any answers-both to the final fate of the others and about this mysterious disease:”
”Good. Then we have a working plan for now,” Sergeant Kostos said by the door. He pointed around the room and a.s.signed missions for each of them. ”Olin will work on the GPS. At daybreak, Kouwe and Anna, our Indian experts, will act as Intel. Gather as much information as possible. Manny, Camera, and I'll search out where the repellent powder is stored. Zane, Rand, and Kelly will watch over Frank, ready him for a quick evac if necessary. While at the tree, it will be up to you three to collect a sample of the healing sap:”
Slowly everyone nodded. If nothing else, it would keep them busy, keep their minds off the biological horrors hidden in the pristine valley.
Kouwe pushed to his feet. ”I might as well get started. I'll chat with Dakii while he's alone down below.” ”I'll go with you,” Nate said.
Kelly moved toward them. ”And I'm going to check on Frank one last time before full night falls:”
The trio left the common room and crossed the deck to the ladder. The sun was only a sharp glow to the west. Dusk had rolled like a dark cloud over the glade.
In silence, the three descended the ladder in the gloom, each in a coc.o.o.n of their own thoughts.
Nate was the first one down and helped Kouwe and Kelly off the lad-der. Tor-tor wandered over and nuzzled Nate for attention. He scratched absently at the tender spot behind the jaguar's ear.
A few yards away, the tribesman named Dakii stood.
Kouwe crossed toward him.
Kelly stared up at the Yagga, its upper branches still bathed in sunlight. In her narrowed eyes, Nate saw a wary glint.
”If you'll wait a moment, I'll go with you,” he said.
She shook her head. ”I'm fine. I've got one of the Rangers' radios. You should get some rest:'
”But ”