Chapter 15
His friends were out of control. He should’ve known: Pete had always been a loser and Jimmy and Greg were immature assholes
“Look, guys, we can’t be leaving dead bodies everywhere,” Stuart said one night when Pete showed up on his doorstep with blood on his lips. Stuart’s parents turned pale and retreated to the TV room, which is where they’d stayed most nights ever since they had realized that their frighteningly changed son wasn’t interested in watching any of his favorite programs.
Pete shrugged. “What can humans do to us? We’re stronger and faster than any of them.”
“Can’t outrun a bullet,” Stuart reminded him.
“So?” Jimmy asked, sounding genuinely curious. “That wouldn’t kill us, would it?”
“We don’t know what will kill us and what won’t kill us,” Stuart said, exasper
