The People That Time Forgot Page #4

more sense to keep them alive.

Their knowledge would help

the advance of the Nagas.

Well, I hope not.

They sound a pretty vile bunch.

Ajor was one of the few Galus to escape.

And she's been on the run ever since.

- When did all this happen?

- About 4 months ago.

Then there's a good chance

that Tyler may still be alive.

Can Ajor take us to where the Nagas live?

Goddamn it, another one. I told you...

I told you what I was going to do.

I told you.

Don't these things ever sleep?

The island never sleeps.

Here.

Take it away! Take it away! Take it away!

Oh, God!

- That's a big one.

- Oh, that's a beauty!

That's a Poecilotheria fasciata.

It's not funny!

I don't believe it, Charly.

I thought nothing could faze you.

Hairy plane ride, Ajor's friend in the forest,

you took them on without blinking an eye.

- And along comes this little spider...

- Little?

It was cute.

It was kind of cuddly, too, wasn't it?

Now, stop it.

You're making my flesh creep.

At least it proves you're human.

Well, everyone has

their breaking point, McBride.

With me, it's spiders.

With you... it's me.

- What is it?

- Band-lu.

- A hunting party?

- I hope they're not hunting us.

In that case,

I shall try and get a picture.

Hold it.

Galu! Galu!

Flare pistol.

Ajor, no!

His name is Mikay.

He was good friend of Tyler.

Did he have time to say

anything about Tyler?

He was taken with many others

to mountain of skulls,

the city where the Nagas live.

- Can you take us there?

- Yes. But it's hopeless.

Even if you can get in,

you can never escape Nagoramata.

- Who's he?

- The volcano god of the Nagas.

He rules the land.

No one can go against his will and live.

- Where's Ajor going?

- She's looking for the entrance to a cave.

If she finds it,

it'll make life a lot easier.

We'd be crazy to go over the top

if there's a shortcut.

Ben!

Get out of here!

You bounder!

Leave me! Leave me!

He's awake.

Ben? Ben, can you hear me?

Norfolk, Charly, you all right?

We thought you were dead.

Where are we?

At the entrance of the Band-lu camp,

behind you, up the slope.

Any idea what they plan to do with us?

I think we're some sort of offering.

These stakes were in the ground

when we got here.

You mean a sacrificial offering?

No.

No, not religious.

Something more practical.

Somebody's dinner then?

Sorry, Charly.

You're okay, you know that?

I think it's better not to talk.

Some of them hunt by sound,

rather than smell.

Oh, good girl, my notes.

I get for you. Band-lu not see.

Great. No gun, no ammunition.

God knows what we'll do if they follow us.

They won't. They're afraid

to cross over the boundary.

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