[ Marco opens his mouth to tell Rachel no, this was not anything he had ever heard of outside of fiction, but he starts to recall little bits and pieces of things from his recent encounters that didn't add up at the time, but are starting to click together now.

He keeps his gaze fixed on the back of Rachel's head as he follows her; somehow, even though she's not wearing shoes, he has to work to keep up with her. ]

I know the Yeerks are a bunch of like. Bodysnatching brain slugs or something. I know Cassie is a hallucinating nutjob. I know up up down down left right left right bee aye. Come on, you really just want me to recite all the facts I can think of? [ He shakes his head; this could legitimately take all day. ] How about we work backwards: what's the last thing you remember?