INK: Blue (INK Trilogy Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

living up to the reality.
    "You okay buddy?"
    "Huh? Yeah, I guess I just got a little too excited, forgetting what it would actually be like. It's so messy, such a waste."
    "I know, but don't think of it like that. Think of it as a chance to explore, see new things. We can go wherever we want, do what we want."
    Just a shame the restaurants are closed now.
    Edsel found it hard to imagine that once the marina would have been buzzing with people excited to be going out to sea for the day, hundreds of them sitting down, drinking coffee and beer, being served by smartly dressed men waiting on them, taking their orders and their money. It was a lifetime ago; a different world.
    How could it have all been taken away so quickly? One minute you were going out with your mates, thinking about girls and nightclubs and being able to drink legally, thoughts and conversations dominated by TV and games, music and more talk of girls, the next it was all gone and you were watching your family fall apart, sink into nothingness as everything in the whole world came to a grinding halt. Just like that — everything gone, changed forever.
    It had been five years since he'd seen what the world had become, and in minutes he knew that he could never live anywhere near the constant reminders of all that was lost. It was just too damn depressing.
    Edsel looked about him, taking it all in with fresh eyes — no longer accustomed to the sights that had been so familiar.
    And this is probably as good as it gets. What was it like in Manchester? It must have been apocalyptic. Look at this place.
    The plants were dominating, taking over anywhere they could get a foothold. Buildings were covered in moss, buddleia growing in gutters, on roofs, poking out of windows and crumbling away the brick. Roads and sidewalks blurred into a lush green carpet, and everywhere there was trash. Piles of it, blown into corners, building ever higher, plastic and metal, rags and children's dolls.
    This is nothing. It's clean in comparison to the city; I must have been living with my eyes closed.
    People; dead people. Some deceased years ago, little more than skeletons, many in pieces where their flesh had been fought over by the ever-growing number of creatures that crept out of the shadows and found the way clear of humans. Other people had been dead only a short time, making a final trip to a familiar landmark, sitting and letting memories of better days wash over them before they succumbed to The Lethargy for the final time, or took their own lives as they couldn't stand the loneliness or the constant fight for survival.
    This is depressing as hell. It's just going to take more time for people to adjust, that's all. It was too sudden, no time to come to terms with how different things were. It hasn't been long, not really, it will get better. It just has to.
    Edsel let Lash and Aiden get ahead, and he took the opportunity to look closely at the strange place he found himself in, but he also couldn't help but admire Lash and how good, great actually, she was with Aiden. She had an arm around his shoulder, pointing out various things, smiling and chatting away, obviously trying to lift his spirits, to not let the air of neglect and total craziness get to him. She really was a great woman. She was still as slim as ever, still wearing black most of the time, her trademark vest still showing off her firm limbs, the intricate tattoos as bright and clear as ever, full sleeves that truly were beautiful.
    Unlike mine.
    Edsel noted the way that the area had become so overgrown so quickly, and assumed a lot of the rest of the country would be similar. Once the plants got a foothold there was no stopping them. As drainage backed up and more and more areas flooded so the ground gradually became covered in a layer of silt that was perfect for grasses and seeds of all description to really take hold. Year on year it would be better for them, and already he could see that large parts of the