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time for you to step up and assert yourself, claim your share of things, pal, not just
leave.
Not right when you’re on the verge of things, big things. I mean, hell, I’m tired anyway. It’s a lot of work. I’m ready for you to take over the reins.”
    â€œYou’re out of your mind, Kellogg.” Chaos turned and walked across the reservoir towards the steps to his car.
    Kellogg came pounding through the sand behind him, breathing hard. He grabbed Chaos’s shoulder. “You’re missing vital information, sport. Geez, slow down. What I’ve—what we’ve been doing here, together, it can’t just fall apart like this. The dreams are nothing, just an
embellishment.
You could do it too, if you tried, but that doesn’t even matter. The dreams aren’t the point. You’re a player in what happens around here, a player in what happened in the first place. You can’t just go. It’ll all fall apart without you.”
    Chaos stopped and turned. “You’re saying this is something that should be kept from falling apart? Something that didn’t already fall apart a long time ago? Get to the point, Kellogg. If you have one.”
    â€œListen.” He poked Chaos’s chest. “
The bombs never fell.
That’s all bullshit, something you and I cooked up between us to explain this mess. Something else happened, something more complicated. You get that? The bombs never fell.”
    It was almost night. The sky still glowed pink in the west, but overhead the stars were appearing. A wind was picking up over the salt flats. Chaos tried to shake off the force of Kellogg’s words, to focus on
car
and
water
and
food.
On getting out of there.
    â€œThe radiation,” Chaos said. “The girl with me, the mutants. What about that? Where’d all that come from, if there was no bomb?”
    â€œDunno. Something weird happened, all right. But it wasn’t bombs. And it didn’t all happen in the order you think, either. That girl is what? Twelve, thirteen years old? We haven’t been here thirteen years.”
    Chaos felt outraged that Kellogg, of all people, was poking holes in his reality. “How long have we been here?” he asked.
    Kellogg smiled. “I haven’t the faintest fucking idea.”
    â€œI don’t understand.”
    â€œI figured the mutants were one of your bright ideas. That’s why I put you in Hatfork. I figured it was your half, that you liked that kind of stuff.”
    Chaos shook his head. “You’re mixed up again. You named me Chaos. It doesn’t have anything to do with me. Calling me Chaos doesn’t make things like that
my fault.
That’s like naming someone Joy and then crediting them for everyone else’s happiness.”
    He continued up the steps.
    Kellogg hurried alongside. “You’re not still leaving, are you? Geez, I can’t believe this is happening. You and me, Chaos. Kellogg and Chaos, Chaos and Kellogg . . . oh shit. Okay, listen: if you want, we’ll go together. See if we can do better somewhere else. Start with a fresh canvas, you know? Somewhere where there’s more potential, where things aren’t so fucking hopeless to begin with. It isn’t all our fault, you know. This place sucked before we even got here.”
    Chaos didn’t say anything.
    â€œHow far you gonna get without me?” said Kellogg angrily. “You’re too raw, always have been. All potential, no polish. You need me. Besides, look.” He rushed ahead to his own car. It was parked a few feet from Chaos’s. Jingling a huge set of keys, he opened the trunk.
    â€œLook, ready to go. Don’t tell me you thought of all this. Not that it’s necessary, I’m sure you’d find a way. You could probably fly out of here on a fucking carpet if you put your mind to it, but the point is look, here. Please. Look.”
    Chaos couldn’t