The new facts only confused the issue. He twisted about in his mind, trying to explain why the young man had left him to drift down, and gone rushing into the apartment. He was ready for the collecting--and he'd been left uncollected! The girl had said there were no aliens. Now he wondered. She had known more than he'd found from her--she'd known his brand of cigarettes, even. And there had been that shopping list, with the lipstick on it--the same type he now remembered her using. He'd known her before--and not just as a little girl. That tied him in with Meinzer, who was a mystery in himself. He puzzled over it. The things that had happened to him had always been preceded by violent emotion, instead of followed by it. Usually, it had been fear--but sometimes some other emotion, as had been the case just before he was suddenly shifted to the Moon. Whenever he seemed on the verge of discovering something or emotionally upset, it hit at him. Did that mean he was only susceptible to the phenomena when off balance? It still didn't account for the fact that some of the things hadn't directly affected him, at all. The more he knew, the less he knew. He got off the bus and headed for the warehouse. This time, he had to wait before he could see a chance to dart under the trailer and into the entrance. He noticed that the gray sedan was parked nearby. He darted in. They were still there! He heard Ellen's voice, sounding as if she had been crying, and then an answer from the other. He felt his way carefully over the rubble, working as close as he could. Now, if he sprang the few feet.... "... must be a time-jump," the man's voice said, doubtfully. "I tell you, Ellen, those damned fools were firing at him, up there in the air, while you were still with him in the apartment. That's an angle on this psi factor stuff we hadn't expected." The voice stopped for a moment. Then it picked up again. "Drat it! I wish you hadn't called the F. B. I. on him--they got rattled when he came out looking like a saint in a halo and jumped fifty feet up to float around. Some fool started shooting, and the rest joined in." "I had to--he was talking about alien monsters. I thought he was going crazy, Dan. I couldn't tell him anything--I promised him I wouldn't, and I kept my promise. But I thought enough of them might catch him, somehow.... Dan, can't we find him now? He needs us!" * * * * * Hawkes lay frozen. He tried to move forward, but his body was tensed, waiting for more. If something happened now.... "Alien monsters?" Dan's voice grew bitter. "It is alien--and a monster. This psi factor...."