She smiled at me lewdly.
I glared at her, looked around some more. I was in an office, an enormous and luxurious office. A huge map of the world covered one wall. Another wall contained an enormous television screen. Other television monitors were lined up beneath it. In one corner a computer hummed electronic songs to itself.
Katamandu! SADISTO headquarters. I was back at work again.
I looked around. Kami and I weren't alone in the huge underground office: the head of SADISTO, the General, sat behind a gigantic desk. A mild-mannered man with silver hair, he puffed on his corn-cob pipe and smiled at me.
“Welcome back to the conscious world, 0008,” he said amiably.
I sat up. Kami-or somebody-had slipped a pair of undershorts on me. Aside from that I was still naked as I'd been-how long
