He didn't feel replete after eating, which he thought odd. What'd somebody do, turn off my hunger reflex? He considered a second steak but decided not to. As he stepped to the door, a clean-bot scurried out to tidy up after him.
The corridor led to a rotunda, a lift sitting in the middle. Calling up a map on his corn, he ordered the lift to take him east.
The lift came to life, going up a level before taking off laterally toward hover bay twelve, where he and Randall had been heading before he took a dive into the blue goo. As it slowed, Brian prepared to step off.
End of the line, he saw.
Instead of a shaft to take him upward, there was a spiral ramp that disappeared into the ceiling.
What was that? he wondered, thinking he'd heard something. When the sound didn't repeat, he set off,
