Lucy nudged them through the submersible, up a ladder, and through the hatch. A wide portal-door opened into a glass and steel construction the likes of which Seth had never seen. Shiny aether lights dotted the seascape, showing off the underwater seascape. Schools of fish swam by the glass dome, unconcerned with the humans and gwr within.
Dex, situation forgotten in marvel, craned his neck. “What is this place?”
Lucy didn’t answer, her eyes shuttered with loathing. Her scent spoke for her. She was afraid and fear made her angry.
Seth risked putting his hand on Dex’s shoulder, drew the scientist away from his close inspection of the door mechanism. “Not now, Dex,” he said.
Lucy prodded them down endless hot corridors. At times they were lost in thick clouds of steam. Several times, Set
