Chapter 28
Olinda, 2978
Ijerked out of the memory, back into reality. The plain, familiar gray walls of the sensie room in Pike’s fortress, replaced the storm-tossed seas on Seabrook. I shivered, still feeling the memory of the cold and snow.
“That was something,” Pike said.
The pirate stood leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, a white sleeveless shirt hung loosely over baggy white pants.
Drac wasn’t in the room any longer.
“Where is he?”
Pike kept staring at me. “Was he the guy?”
I tried to move. My legs and arms lay as limp as a corpse’s. The chill from the memory was fading.
“Don’t you know? Hasn’t your system scanned that much of my memory?”
“The system has scanned nearly thirty percent of your memories and is working even now. I want to hear it from you.”
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