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take him to walk the trail from Clopta to Agon? Again, he didn't know, not
even how many days it might be. How long had it been since he'd meekly walked
back in? Was it today? Or yesterday? Or was it further back than that?
He had no idea.
There were times when he was totally lucid, remembering a lot of specifics
about everything, and there were other times when he couldn't remember much
at all. Why, just back there, when he had thought of escaping, he had
remembered most of a map and how to get around. He knew he had. But try as he
might, he couldn't get that information back now.
He had been losing it little by little, piece by piece, and he hadn't even
realized it until now.
Maybe the process was speeding up. Maybe it was nearly done. How many facts
could a horse's brain hold? Not too many, because it didn't need to hold all
that many. He ate, he slept, and he walked the same trail. Could it be that
deep down that was all he really wanted to do? Or was it that he no longer had
the will to do anything different and was making excuses? That his old self
said
"Fight!" but his current self wanted only peace and contentment? How much of
him was gone, and how much had he himself pushed away so he couldn't make use
of it?
He didn't even know how long he had mused on these depressing topics, but it
was quite a while.
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One thing he suddenly did know was that he wasn't far from the end now. Close
enough from the scent that he could smell and taste the hay and oats and other
good stuff they had at the headquarters, far better than just grass. He
usually stopped after dark and slept till morning, but he was close and he
didn't really need to see all that much to make it. Not far, not far ...
Suddenly, ahead, there was a massive explosion! The noise startled him so
much, he reared back and shook his head in disbelief. And then came the
sounds of guns firing and loud shouting by lots of people.
Suddenly terrified of what lay beyond, he stopped right on the trail and just
stood there, unsure of what to do.
The tumult ahead died down after a while, but not the one overhead. The tops
of the trees were alive with hissings and buzzings and sheer rage, and he
heard those things begin to move along the treetops, move toward the border
and the noise.
Suddenly two figures, a Cloptan man and a Zhonzhorpian, came running toward
him on the trail. He tried to back up and back off a bit to let them by, but
suddenly a flashlight beam caught him square in the face.
The two men were out of breath, were half-dressed, and looked to be in a
terrible way. Soon they began arguing and then shouting at one another, and
after a moment the Cloptan took something from a case he was carrying and a
bright white beam caught the Zhonzhorpian full and enveloped him; suddenly the
tall crocodilelike creature was no more.
The Cloptan then approached Lori, and he was even more terrified after seeing
what had happened to the other, surely a companion rather than an enemy. The
Cloptan patted him on the side, trying to reassure him with the gesture and
meaningless talk, and oddly, it did have a calming influence on him. Then the
Cloptan climbed up on his back and latched the case to the saddlebags while
keeping the gun in one hand. Firmly, the rider turned Lori around, away from
the end of his journey and back toward where he'd come from. Cloptans weren't
horribly heavy, but this was going to be one heck of a walk. He wished he knew
what had happened back there, but whatever it was, it sure wasn't good.
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"Lieutenant, I think you better get some men down to the third level as quick
as you can," Gus said into the mike. "I left the door open. I think I killed
the lone guard, but if he isn't dead, he's too dumb to do anything but give
up." "What's the matter? What did you find?"
"Monsters. Monsters in the basement. You might want the inspector down here as
well. If Agon doesn't have capital punishment, I think it will by tomorrow."
There was silence for a moment, then the officer said, "All right. I'll send a
squad down and relay your message. Will you wait for them?"
Gus looked around and shivered slightly. "I don't think so. The guard station
at the other end is empty, but the door's locked. I think I can blast through
it, though, now that I've seen how the doors are made. I'll report when I [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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