An Alien Intrusion
An Alien IntrusionWe knew what had happened, all right. It happened to three of the first shift of scientists at Transuranic Station. They had cracked up badly, and that’s why we had a psychologist with our shift.
I realized now we should have known it the way Andersen had talked the night before. Of course, he had seemed normal then. But now his dazed, earnest look and halting, crazy talk meant just one thing.
Varez went to him and spoke quietly. “Perhaps you are right, Nils. Will you come and talk it over with me?”
Andersen looked at him earnestly. “You understand, Ramon? It needs strength. We must help It.”
“I understand a little,” said Varez, taking the Dane’s arm. He walked with him toward the door. “I want you to explain it to me.”
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