Interplanetary voyages -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space and time -- Fiction
Then, as if at a note of command, the dogs all retreated and it was
suddenly over. Without a word, Thorn and the other man began to repair
and restock with fuel the scattered fire. When it was finished, the
other man asked, "Did they get you anywhere? I may be crazy, but I
think the devils are starting to poison the teeth of some of the
hounds."
Thorn said, "I don't think so," and began to examine his hands and arms.
The other man nodded. "What food you got?" he asked suddenly.
Thorn told him. The other man seemed impressed by the
nutriment-concentrate. He said, "We could hunt together for a while,
I guess. Ought to work out good--having one watching while the other
sleeps." He spoke rapidly, jumbling the words together. His voice
sounded disused. He studied Thorn uneasily.
Thorn studied him. He was smaller and moved with a limp, but beard,
skin, and clothing were like Thorn's. The screwed-up face was not
familiar. The darting, red-rimmed eyes below the jutting brows were
not altogether sane. Thorn's presence seemed to put him on edge, to
shake his emotions to the core. Every time he snapped shut his cracked,
nervous lips, Thorn felt that he dammed up a torrent of babblingly
eager talk.
He asked Thorn, "Where did you come from?"
"A cave in the ravine," Thorn replied, wondering how much to tell.
"What's your story?"
The man looked at him queerly. He trembled. Then the cracked lips
opened.
To Thorn, squatting there behind the crackling fence of flame, staring
out into a night that was black except for the occasional red hint of
eyes, it seemed that what he heard was what he had always known.
"My name was Darkington. I was a geology student. What saved me was
that I was in the mountains when the power broke loose. I guess we
all knew about the power, didn't we? It was in the air. We'd always
known that some day someone would find out what it was behind gravity
and electricity and magnetism"--he stumbled over the long words--"and
the more they tried to hush it up, the surer we were that someone had
found out. I guess they shouldn't have tried to hush it up. I guess
intelligent creatures can't back out of their destiny like that.
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