ideaâ¦but she couldnât quite get her fingers around it yet.
âYou canât win if you donât play.â Nak was still smiling. But she could see something in his eyes underneath the smileâanger, spite, envy.
âThe program thatâs attacking the coreâitâs inside the game, isnât it? You buried it inside a jump program.â
Nak laughed. âBoy, you sure are being dramatic.â
âYou wonât get away with this.â
âBut, just for the sake of argument, if I were going to attack the core using some kind of game program, I wouldnât put it inside the game.â
She looked at him for a long time. Then it hit her. âItâs not inside the game, is it?â she said. Her eyes widened. âIt is the game!â
Nak raised one eyebrow. âWant to play?â
âNak,â she said, âI just told Dal that I had no idea what King Hruthâs Maze was. If I played your game right now, Lifelight would send a message straight to the controlroom saying I had invoked the program. Dal would think I had just lied to his face. Heâd think that I really was the one whoâd written your nasty little program.â
Nak rolled his eyes. âGive me a little credit here. Iâll reroute everything so theyâll never even know youâre jumping. Iâve got tricks the phaders in the control room canât begin to figure out. Those guys do everything by the book. I can run rings around them. Youâd be totally safe.â
Aja hesitated. If she was right, the only way to beat the program, to keep it from destroying the core, was to play the game. But if she got caught before she figured out what Nak was up toâwell, it could be disastrous. Just for starters, she could kiss valedictorian good-bye. In fact, sheâd probably get thrown out of the academy. Even worse, the Lifelight directors could ban her from ever working as a phader. Everything sheâd been working for would be down the tubes.
Aja was not a natural risk taker. But right now she didnât see any logical alternative. If she went to Dal and tried to blame everything on Nak, sheâd look like a liar. Nak was a good phader. If heâd intentionally made it look as though she had written the program, then talking to Dal right now would only make things worse. The problem was, Nakâs program was already munching away at the core. She had to do something to stop it.
But the only way she could think of to stop Nakâs program was to jump into his game. Now.
Aja pointed at the tier above her. âOkay, Nak. I see a free jump station up there.â
Nak smiled. âI knew youâd see the light eventually.â
F IVE
A ja landed with a tooth-jarring thump. Pain shot through her left ankle as the impact smashed her to her knees. She stood, tested the ankle. It hurt a little. But she could tell it wasnât broken or too badly sprained.
She looked around. She lay in a small chamber of closely fitted black stone. Maze? This was no maze. It was a prison cell, barely wide enough for a person to lie down in.
Above her head she saw a bright rectangle of light. Silhouetted in the light was a figure. No, two figures.
One was King Hruth. The other was Nak Adyms.
âBye-bye!â Nak shouted, waving cheerfully. âHave fun!â
Then the stone above her head began to slide back in place. She could hear the terrible grinding sound again, stone gnashing against stone. Nakâs arrogant smile disappeared as the trapdoor closed.
The room was plunged into darkness.
The grinding stopped. Aja felt a terrible sense ofclaustrophobia. Her heart raced and her palms were sweating. If she thought it would work, she could activate her silver bracelet and terminate the jump. But like Nak said, heâd hacked all the codes. Heâd blocked her. This jump wasnât going to end until Nak felt like ending it. Besidesâshe was here to solve