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His head was full of fog.
Fire.
Gunshots.
He was lying on his back again.
Near the river.
Shooting.
At rafts filled with people.
His target was there again.
Why was he shooting at her? He couldn't figure it out.
No matter what he tried, he couldn't hit her!
She drifted downriver, bobbing up and down in a red life vest. Before he could shoot at her again, the river took her out of range.
His head rang. He didn't know where he was. He couldn't concentrate.
Where was he?
Where was he in time?
Everything seemed to flow backward…
He was in chains.
Tied to a wall.
In a glass tube.
On a spaceship traveling through hyperspace.
Smoke blinked several times. A rush of oxygen funneled into the tube from above.
A man stood in front of him. He wore a gray suit with a gold chain a
