Chapter Twenty-Four
The capsule the threads had provided to convey Ethan to their ocean metropolis stood open in the water at the edge of the beach. A transparent, elongated oval, the vessel accommodated only one person in a single, reclined seat. Ethan was reminded of the container the fila had used to transport him from the river to the chamber in the lake where Rudra and Ganika had lived for weeks. The capsule bobbed on the swell, remaining in exactly the same spot despite the motion of the waves, due to the action of forces Ethan couldn’t identify.
The invitation of the open lid was evident: climb inside, human.
But what would happen then? The last time Ethan had encountered the threads at close quarters he’d come away missing one-half of a leg. What might happen this time? Would he
