Since he had not the strength left to get to his feet with such a burden, Vye crawled, dragging the inert body of the Hunter with him. And this time, as he had hoped, there was no resistance at the gap. Unconscious, Hume was able to cross the barrier. Vye stretched him as comfortably flat as he could, used a portion of their water on his face until he moaned, muttered, and raised his hand feebly to his head. Then those gray eyes opened, focussed on Vye. "What--" "We're both through now, both of us!" The younger man saw Hume glance around him with waking belief. "But how--?" "I knocked you out, that's how," Vye returned. "Knocked me out? I crossed when I was unconscious!" Hume's voice steadied, strengthened. "Let me see!" He rolled over on his side, threw out his arm, and this time the hand found no wall. For him, too, the barrier was gone. "Once through, you are free," he added wonderingly. "Maybe they never foresaw any escapes." He struggled up, sitting with his hands hanging loosely between his knees. Vye turned his head, looked down the trail. The length of distance lying between them and the safari camp now faced them with a new problem. Neither of them could make that trek on foot. "We're out, but we aren't back--yet," Hume echoed his thought. "I was wondering, if _this_ door is open--" Vye began. "The flitter!" Again Hume's mind matched his. "Yes, if those globes aren't hanging around just waiting for us to try." "They might act only to get us here, not to keep us once we're in." That might be wishful thinking, they wouldn't know until they tried to prove it. "Give me a hand." Hume held out his own, let Vye pull him to his feet. Weak as he was, he was clear-eyed, plainly clear-headed once more. "Let's go!" Together they went back through the gap, then tested the absence of the barrier once more, to make sure. Hume laughed. "At least the front door remains open, even if we find the back one closed." Vye left him sitting by that entrance while he made a quick trip to the cave to pick up the small pack of supplies left them. When he returned they crammed tablets into their mouths, drank feverishly of the lake water, and, with the stimulation of the new energy, set off along the cliff face. "This wall in the lake," Hume asked suddenly, "you are sure it is artificial?" "Runs too straight to be anything else, and those projections are evenly spaced. I don't see how it could be natural." "We'll have to be sure." Vye thought of that attacking water creature. "No diving in there," he protested. Hume smiled, a stretch of skin far too tight over his jaw now. "Not us, at least not us now," he agreed. "But the Guild will send another survey." "What could be the reason for all this?" Vye helped his companion over the loose debris of a cliff slide. "Information." "What?"