AS HIS HOVERBOAT BURST INTO FLAMES, Richard Hansen plunged into the water.Thanks to the envirosuit, he felt no shock of cold, no sensation of pressure, as he let himself sink into the darkness. But he was shocked and under pressure all the same.
The hunterbot had fired on him!
By God, I’ll have someone disfellowshipped for this when I get back to Safehaven, he thought.
He looked up at the bottom of the hoverboat’s hull, outlined by the red glow of the fire consuming it. If I ever get back, he amended. Something cold wound its way down his spine, and for a moment he thought his envirosuit had sprung a leak. But then he recognized the sensation for what it really was:
Fear.
Without the hoverboat, the only way he was going to get back to Safehaven was to swim. He hadn’t come more than tw
