Dillon Hunt And The Desert Oasis Resort by Chad Stewart (books suggested by bill gates txt) 📕

managed to backhand Dillon across the face. The boy tumbled off. He almost swooned, but managed to shake away the dizziness. He lunged toward Troy with his other hand, another syringe leading the way. Troy howled and thrashed. He hit Dillon’s arm and the syringe went flying from his grasp. It hit the ground and rolled away. Troy grabbed his head and screamed more as he hunched over. Dillon was surprised that the syringe didn’t shattered on impact when it hit the floor. He counted himself lucky and tried to dive toward it but Troy suddenly swung out with one of his arms and hit the boy on the side. Dillon felt the wind being blasted from his lungs with the force of the blow which sent him flying into the wall.

“What have you done?” screamed Derek as they all watched in horror as Troy began to transform.

Dillon shook off the dizziness again and stumbled back toward the cages where Gwen and Jordan were with Derek and Tom Tom.

“I was trying to get him with the Necrotoxin and Genesis!” Dillon tried to explain. “But he knocked Genesis out of my hand before I could inject him.”

“Good idea—bad execution!” Derek screamed.

“Ya … sorry about that.”

They heard bone crunching and skin tearing. His howls turned into a deep, guttural, demonic scream. He fell over a nearby chair and curled up on the ground, writhing in absolute pain. Four large spikes shot out of his back spraying blood and yellowish spinal fluid everywhere; his muscles bulged as they tore through his shirt, and his skin turned a dark bluish hue. As Troy’s transformation ensued, even the creatures who had charged into the room a moment earlier stopped their approach toward their intended victims.

Troy’s screams died down and his writhing slowed until he finally stopped moving.

“Is he dead?” Dillon heard Gwen say in a soft quivering voice.

He looked at her in dismay. Her eyes no longer shone in that eery yellow glow. A moment earlier she was a captive zombie but now she appeared normal. He looked over to where John and the others were and noticed that they were shaking their heads and regaining their senses.

The creatures that had entered the room were all looking around as though they were unsure of who they should attack. Their eyes didn’t glow anymore either. A coyote approached the monstrous mass that used to be Troy and began to sniff and growl at it. With lightning speed a large clawed hand grabbed the creature by the neck. A loud snap was heard and the coyote went limp.

Still holding the unfortunate creature in his grasp, the monster that had been Troy a moment earlier began to slowly stand; his back facing Dillon and the others. It grasped the edge of one of the tables for support as it stood to its full height. That was when Dillon noticed the shattered tablet that Troy used to call the creatures—and probably control John and the others—at his feet.

Rob, still shaking off the dizziness, was able to finally stand. He looked over to the towering monster. His eyes went wide as he saw the hulking beast just a few feet from where he was. He turned to run when Troy swung his free arm around. The massive clawed hand hammered into the back of Rob, sending him flying into the wall. His limp body skipped off the wall and bounced to the floor. He rolled a couple times and came to rest at Dillon’s feet. The young boy looked down at the body in horror, then glanced up to where Troy was.

The huge beast turned around slowly. His head was misshapen to resemble more of a dog than a human. His eyes were large and bloodshot, and he now had huge canine fangs protruding from his massive maw. He looked down at his transformed body as if trying to process what had happened to him, then he threw the dead coyote to the side. The creature flew into one of the spider things which issued a high-pitched shrill. Troy narrowed his eyes at Dillon and began to growl.

“What now?” Jordan asked, desperation in his voice.

“We need that syringe,” Dillon replied, looking over to where it had bounced and rolled across the ground. “It’s our only option now.”

Troy hunched low and opened both his hands fully, showing his wicked looking claws. He stared at the boys with evil intent and roared, spittle spraying from his mouth.