“Where are you taking me?”
He didn’t answer. There were too many of them to fight, and behind their backs, too many Allionists, probably also armed. You wouldn’t see their weapons. My brothers often spoke of how Allionists used weapons much deadlier than a gun. Nanobots that entered your body and ate your brains.
Do something.
Something. Anything.
I slumped over the dais. I couldn’t think of anything else. Andro Markevic rushed over.
“Paul, what’s wrong?”
I raised my head and stared him in the face as groggily as I could and said the first thing that came into my mind, “Who are you?”
He looked into my eyes and for a moment I feared he could see the real me in there, in the scientist’s body. Did anyone ever have mindswaps in Ganymede?
People were gathering and gibbering around me.
