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And if so, where were they taking him? What did they have in mind?

There were a thousand questions Matt wanted to ask and he didn't have answers to any of them. But he took some comfort in the thought that somehow he and Pedro had found each other. Now there were two of them, and that meant that the other three might not be far behind.

Pedro won the game. Matt saw him laugh delightedly and scoop up his dice. He wished his new companion spoke even a smattering of English. How were they supposed to fight a war together when they couldn't even talk?

The game was over. The smaller children were already asleep and now the others drew up their blankets and joined them. In England, going to bed had always been a routine of getting changed, washing, brushing teeth, and all the rest of it. Here it was very matter-of-fact and hap-pened very quickly. The evening just stopped. Everyone took his place, huddled together around the single, empty bed, and soon the whole floor was a sea of blankets that rose and fell while the candles spluttered, throwing strange shadows across the wall.

Matt couldn't sleep, still trapped in the wrong time zone. The room was much too warm with so many people in it, and there was a mosquito droning around his ear. He hadn't gotten used to the smell, Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star either, even though he was now part of it. He hadn't bathed for forty-eight hours and he could feel the grime clinging to him all over. He thought about Richard. Sebastian assumed he was probably dead but Matt wouldn't even consider the possibility. He wondered how the two of them had allowed themselves to walk into all this and whether they would ever see each other again.

About an hour later, Sebastian came in. Matt saw, to his dismay, that the man was quite drunk. He staggered over to his bed and collapsed onto it without removing any of his clothes . . . not even his shoes.

Within seconds he was fast asleep and snoring.

It took Matt much longer. Half the night seemed to slip by before his eyelids finally closed — much to his relief. Because this time he knew exactly where he was and he wasn't afraid to be there. He was with Pedro on the beach. The boat was moored just behind them, waiting to take them away.

"Matteo," Pedro said.

"I'm glad to see you, Pedro."

"Yeah. Me, too. I suppose . .."

And here was the strange thing: Matt was speaking in English; Pedro was speaking in Spanish. And yet somehow the words were changing in midair so that both boys under-stood each other perfectly. Did this island exist only in a dream? Matt had always thought so. But now that there were two of them, sharing the sand, the sea, the boat, and all the rest of it, and he wasn't so sure. Part of him was aware that even as he stood here facing Pedro, the two of them were also lying just a meter apart in Poison Town. Perhaps this was why they were now finally able to talk to each other — they knew each other now.

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"I don't get any of this," Pedro began.

"You're one of the five," Matt said.

"Yes. I know. I've been hearing that all my life, but I don't know what it means. Do you?"

"Some of it. There are five of us. . . ."

"I've seen the others. Over there." Pedro pointed, but there was no sign of the two boys and the girl on the mainland.

"We're gatekeepers."

"What gate?"

"It's a long story, Pedro."

"We've got all night."

Matt nodded. For the moment, they seemed to be out of any danger.

In Poison Town, everything would be quirt. On the island, they were alone with no sign of the swan that had twice come thundering out of the darkness. And what was the significance of that? Matt wondered. There was still so much he didn't understand.

He told Pedro as much as he knew, starting with the death of his parents, his growing awareness that he was never going to have a normal life, his life with Gwenda Davis in Ipswich, his involvement with Raven's Gate, and everything that had happened since then.

"I came to Peru to find the second gate," Matt con-cluded. "That was two days ago although it feels a lot longer. Everything went wrong the minute we arrived. If I can find the Nexus, maybe they can help.

They're probably looking for me. I don't know."

Matt took a deep breath. The reed boat rocked gently on the water.

He wondered if they should get into it — and if they did, where it Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star would take them.

"I knew you'd come," Pedro said. "I've always been expecting you.

But there's something I want you to know. When you were asleep . . . when I took your watch ... I thought you were just some rich tourist kid who'd gotten lost. I didn't know it was you. I'm sorry."

"When did you realize?"

"When you woke up. I recognized you then. And the truth is, I wasn't too happy to see you. I wish you hadn't come."

"Why?"

"Because you're going to bring trouble with you. Everything's going to change now." Pedro paused. “You may not think I've got much of a life, but it's the only life I've got, and I was happy with it. I'm sure that's not what you want to hear. But this isn't what I want."

"No, I understand."

Matt knew exactly what Pedro meant. He felt the same.

"I don't know anything about you," he said. "Only your name . . .

Pedro. Do you have another name? What do you do in Lima when you aren't juggling in front of cars or stealing from tourists? And who is Sebastian? Why do you live with him?"

"I don't like talking about myself," Pedro said. He paused. "But I will because I suppose you ought to know. But I'm telling you now, there's not a lot to say. . . and anyway, you probably won't remember any of it when you wake up."

That possibility hadn't occurred to Matt. He sat down on the sand, wondering what time of the day it was in this strange dreamland.

Was it even day? The sky was dark but he could see quite clearly.

Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star The sand was warm although there wasn't any sun. It wasn't day or night but something in between.

Pedro sat down opposite him with his legs crossed.

"First of all, Pedro isn't my real name. Everyone just calls me that.

It's what Sebastian called me when I first came to Poison Town. He used to say he named me after his favorite dog. I know I had a family before I met him although I don't remember very much about them. I think I had a sister. She was a few years younger than me.

"I used to live in a village in the province of Canta, which you've probably never heard of. It's about sixty miles from Lima. A three-day walk. It was a very ordinary place. The men went out to work in the fields — they grew pota-toes and corn — and the women stayed at home and looked after the kids. There was no school in the village but I went to one that was two miles away. I didn't learn very much, though. I mean, I learned some of the letters in the alpha-bet but I've never been able to read."

He reached out and drew a capital
P
in the sand with his finger.

"That's
P
for
Pedro.
It's also
P
for
parrot, papagayo.
I remember the letter because it always looked like a parrot to me.

"My mother used to say that I was born under an evil star, but I don't know what she meant. There were four of us in our family, and we had a nice house even if it was mainly made of wood and cardboard.

And we had a big bed. All four of us used to sleep in it. I can't tell you much about my mother. I don't want to think about her. Sometimes I remember the feel of her, next to me in the bed, and that makes me sad. That was always the best part of the day for me . . .

falling asleep.

"The worst thing about Canta was the weather. The wind used to Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star come down from the mountains and it went right through you. I never had enough clothes to wear. Sometimes I only had a T-shirt and my underpants and I'd think I was going to turn into a block of ice.

"It used to rain at the start of the year. You never saw rain like it, Matteo. Sometimes it would rain so hard that all I could see was water, and I used to wonder how I could live, since I wasn't a fish! It would be raining when I woke up and it would never stop. You couldn't walk from one end of the village to the other because of the great sheets of rain, and if you fell into a puddle you might drown.

"And then there was a day — I must have been about six years old

— when it rained so much that the river burst its banks. The River Chillon . . . that was what it was called. There was too much water and it got out of control and this great flood came pouring down. It was like a monster, brown and freezing. It ripped into our house and just threw it away. I remember someone shouted a warning but I didn't know what they meant and then the whole world exploded.

Not with fire but with water and mud. It all happened so quickly. All the houses were smashed up together. People and animals . . . they were just killed. I should have died. But someone grabbed me and put me high up in a tree and I was lucky. The tree must have had strong roots, because it wasn't ripped out like the others. I stayed in the branches of that tree all day and all night, and when the morning came, my village wasn't there anymore. It was just a sort of swamp with dead people floating on the surface. I guess my parents and my sister were among those who were killed. I never saw them again and nobody told me. So they must have all drowned."

Pedro stopped. Matt was amazed that he could tell all this in such a matter-of-fact way. He tried to imagine the horror of what it must Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star have been like. A whole community had been destroyed and he realized that this sort of thing must happen often in some parts of the world. But in Britain, it wouldn't have been given more than half an inch in a newspaper.

"After that, things became very difficult," Pedro went on. "I think I wanted to die. Inside me, I thought it was wrong that my parents were dead and I was still alive. But the strange thing is, I knew I was going to be all right. I had nowhere to live. There was no food.

People were falling sick all around me. But I knew that whatever hap-pened, I would make it. It was like my life was beginning all over again.

"Anyway, some of the survivors came together — there were quite a lot of them — and they decided to go to Lima. They'd heard there was work there. They thought they'd be able to build themselves a new life. I went with them. I was the youngest and they didn't want to take me. But in the end I followed, and there was nothing they could do.

"And so we came to the city, but it wasn't like we thought. Nobody wanted to see us. Nobody wanted to help us. We were the

desplazados.
That's the word we use for peo-ple with no place.

There were already enough poor people starving and dying in Lima.

They didn't want any more.

"There was a woman looking after me and she had a brother in one of the barrios, and for a while I lived with them. They made me work, searching for food in the gar-bage. I hated it. I'd leave at five o'clock in the morning, before the dust carts came, and I'd take anything I could find. Vegetables that weren't too rotten. Bits of fat and gris-tle cut off meat. All the scrapings from rich people's meals.

That was what we lived on, and if I didn't find enough or if it was Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star too rotten, they'd give me nothing to eat and they'd beat me. In the end, I ran away. If I stayed, I was afraid they would kill me.

"And that's my story. Did you enjoy it? I'll tell you the rest of it. You asked me about Sebastian. Nobody knows who he is exactly, Matteo, and we don't ask too many ques-tions. I've heard people say he was a university professor until his wife left him and he took to drink. But there are others who say he was a waiter in an expensive hotel, and that's where he learned to speak different languages. Anyway, I went to Poison Town to get away from the sister and her brother. I found Sebastian and he took me in.

"He's not a bad man. He's only ever hurt me when he's very drunk, and he's always apologized the next day. All the kids in his house work for him. He was the one who taught me how to juggle in front of tourists' cars. Sometimes I can get five American dollars —

although I have to give four of them to him. We wash car windows.

We sell finger puppets. Sometimes we get work collecting tickets on the buses. Sebastian knows all the drivers, and that's how he'll get us out tomorrow."

Pedro fell silent.

"There's one thing you haven't told me," Matt said. "Did you know the river was going to flood?"

"How would I know that?"

"You didn't get any warning. . . perhaps the day before?"

"No."

"When my parents were killed, I knew it was going to happen. I saw it in a dream."

"I never had dreams like that. Forget it, Matteo. I'm not like you. I Horowitz, Anthony - [Gatekeepers 02] - Evil Star don't have any special powers, if that's what you're thinking. I'm not special. . . except maybe I have these stupid dreams where I'm with you. And they don't help much, either."

“You're coming with me to lea," Matt said.

Pedro frowned. "I don't want to. But Sebastian says I can't stay with him anymore. It's too dangerous. And any-way . . ." He relaxed a little and the frown left his face. "Now that we've found each other, I don't see how I can walk away . . . even if I want to. So — yes. I'm coming along."

"Thank you," Matt said.

It was all the help he needed. He was no longer alone.

He stood up, and at that very instant it was as if the entire dreamworld had been cut in half by a vast, white guillotine. He felt no pain. There wasn't even any sense of shock. But suddenly the sea and the island had gone and he was sitting on the floor in the house in Poison Town.

He looked across at Pedro, still fast asleep underneath the blanket.

The Peruvian boy hadn't changed, but now Matt saw him differently.