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eye on Carver,” Malcolm replied.
    “Maybe, but you should tell him anyway,” Ellie said.
    Malcolm nodded. “I will. But let’s get inside. Whatever happens, it isn’t going to happen today.”

17
    From the highest floor of a building, across an open plaza from the human camp, Koba, Grey, and Stone watched the humans until the sun was level with the top of the bridge towers. During that time, Koba saw them recovering fuel for their trucks. He saw them making food, and trading cloth for pieces of machinery. He saw them argue, waving their arms and shouting.
    It was remarkable, he thought, how much they looked like apes. Sometimes.
    It looked to Koba as if they all lived inside the big building whose bones reached toward the sky. There were… he counted windows. If each was a room, the building could hold more humans than there were apes in their village.
    They had machines that used gasoline to make electricity. Apes could make use of those. He saw trucks come and go. Stone followed one of them far enough to come back and tell Koba that it had gone to the boxy building by the bridge. Other humans were there. Stone did not know what they were doing.
    It was time to return to Caesar, and tell him what they had seen.
    And soon it would be time for war.
    * * *
    It was evening by the time they reached the village. Caesar and Maurice and Luca the gorilla—along with several other veterans who formed Caesar’s council—stood and sat before the large stone wall inscribed with the laws. Koba joined the group, as was his right. He, too, had fought with Caesar from the beginning. Grey and Stone waited nearby, watching from the main body of apes. As he approached Caesar, Koba saw that they were looking at him.
    The bag dropped by the young male human lay open on the ground, its contents scattered in front of the ape leader. Koba recognized some of the things he saw. There were thin books full of pictures, with few words. He could not remember the word for them. Maybe he had never known it. There were pencils in different colors. He had used pencils like that before, long ago, when he still trusted humans. They were used to draw.
    The young human had made many pictures in another book. Maurice turned the pages, seeing drawing after drawing. He held the book so that the apes nearby could see the drawings.
    Koba moved closer to get a look.
    In one of the pictures, houses were burning. Human figures ran from the fire. Other humans with guns chased them. The boy had drawn much blood. In another, buildings fell and humans ran in the street. In another, humans hid behind a wall that had monstrous shapes lurking on the other side. In yet another, rows of dead humans lay in the street in front of a building with a large red plus sign. This made Koba remember when a human had taught him to count.
    In another, a dead human woman lay with light shining through a window, and onto her face. Around her stood other humans with masks over their faces.
    The watching apes were jumpy, shoving and signing at each other in their nervousness. Koba had to remind himself that many of them had never seen a human… and all of them, including himself, had believed they were gone. The pictures told a story that none of them had heard before.
    He saw now that the human survivors had suffered. And he knew that if they all felt the boy’s fear, they would be dangerous.
    Maurice was fascinated by the images. He turned through the pages several times. The plague almost ended them , he signed. The boy told the story in pictures .
    Koba grunted to get their attention. Both Maurice and Caesar looked to him.
    We must attack them now! he signed angrily. Before they attack us!
    Maurice set the book down and signed back.
    We don’t know how many there are , he said. How many guns they have.
    Luca, who spoke rarely, added another question.
    Or why they came up here.
    Questions, questions , Koba thought. He had answers, but not for all the apes—not yet. Caesar had