In the weird moonlights, a huge flying monster dragged itself from the topmost pinnacle and came in a banshee wail toward Harvey. He put down his fear and aimed the Matter Disorganizer carefully. The huge yawning mouth gaped out at him as he pulled the actuator. The banshee scream stopped abruptly; the monster vanished. Dana fell to her knees sobbing. "You've killed him! You've killed Timothy," she cried. Harvey turned back to the ridiculous rectangle of white radiance suspended in mid-air and adjusted the MD's energy span. The solid metal walls of the rocket reared into the night sky. "All right, Dana," Harvey said coldly, turning to the kneeling woman. "Where am I, and what's going on here?" "I--I suppose I should tell you now," she choked out, standing without his help. Harvey felt suddenly cold. The night wind had ceased, and a blue heatlessness settled over the yellow field. Even the moons lost some of their giddy fervor. "Go on. I'm listening." He felt his voice soften, and rebelled. He had been subservient for too long in this crazy world, he realized. He felt something else was necessary. "I remember now," he stated. * * * * * Dana sucked in her breath and stared at him longingly. "Oh Harvey, darling. I've lost you so many times already. Must we go through it again?" she said sadly. Harvey said nothing. Her shoulders sagged. "Very well. It isn't a long story. You remember Earth, Harvey? Your Earth?" "I remember." "You know why you came ... here?" "No." "Look at your ship, Harvey. It's old. It is _very_ old. I'm going to tell you something. Something you already know, but won't admit to yourself...." A frightened look appeared in Harvey's eyes. "Well, go _on_. _Tell_ me," he shouted impatiently, fearfully. "After your ship left Earth, Harvey, it jumped the Light Barrier. But you and the others hadn't counted on the forces involved; everything but the _man_ was designed to take that jump. _You never came out of Overdrive, Harvey. You're still in that ship, and you'll never wake up!_" She laughed/cried at Harvey's twisted face. "You're crazy!" he roared hoarsely. "You're crazy! I re_mem_ber! _I_ know where I am, _and_ how to get back!" "Take a look around you, Harvey Crane," Dana laughed at him hysterically. "Do you think a world such as this _could ever really exist_? "All this, Harvey," she gestured at the chunk of land, the Castle, and the moons--"They're just symbols. This island: your mind; the world edge is the end of Reality. Out there, the moons--_they are insanity_." "But you _wanted_ me to stay here. Why did you change your mind?" He stared at her accusingly. "If you wish, you can ascribe motives to my actions," Dana said tiredly. "But they are your motives, not mine. Harvey, I'm just 'real' in your imagination. In Reality--the only Reality--I'm back on Earth, waiting. Harvey ... go back. _I want you so!_"