And then, dropping into a velvet abyss, he really did sleep. Sometime
later, Karl Venard awoke. And really knew he still suffered among the
living when he heard a familiarly whining voice shouting: "I been
cheated! I prayed--but them stalagmites look awful suspicious to me.
You ain't foolin' me, La Crue! I'm in hell!" Larson was evidently very
much alive.
Another familiar, but almost forgotten voice answered, "You're raising
plenty of it, that's certain."
Venard could hardly believe it. La Crue, alive! The name snapped
Venard's consciousness on full like a sudden bright flame. He sat
up on a narrow bed. He was in a dry, comfortable spot surrounded by
the mores of civilization, though in a chaotic rapidly constructed
state. But some distance along a rough, natural underground cavern of
vaulted proportions, calcareous water dripped monotonously. From the
phosphorescent rock strata he realized he was deeply underground. A
deeply buried natural cavern with damp recesses that justified Larson's
violent waking reaction.
And La Crue, alive. La Crue had been the physician aboard the war
ship _Valeron_, an old friend from pre-war Academy days. How many
others of the Terran Guards were alive who, logically, should be dead?
Venard raised up onto his elbows, watched La Crue leave Larson's side
and come toward him. He looked ghost-like. Pallid from months spent
underground. But his lean body was healthy and vital enough otherwise.
His square jaw was smoothly shaven. He grinned broadly at Venard.
"How you feeling, Karl?" He sat down on a flat rock. Below them,
Venard could hear an underground river churning. He answered, "La
Crue--you're--all three of us are supposed to be dead."
La Crue smiled wryly. "Not every Guardsman who fought that last battle
over the Polar Palaces of Mars was killed. I'd say about a thousand
escaped to the Martian Underground. Some of them, including myself,
were transferred here by Underground space ships."
"That many?" Venard sat up, shutting his eyes a moment against
dizziness. "Must have a bigger Underground than I thought."
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