Earth Rising (The Planets) by Garvey James

Author:Garvey, James [Garvey, James]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: garveybooks
Published: 2012-04-21T04:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12 - NAURON'S RETURN

After the dream-travel, I'm agitated and not at all hungry. Gorian's been told to feed me breakfast and I'm not complying. Her pretty, flawless face is contorted with frustration. This is a woman who’s not used to resistance.

"Amy, for mars-sake, you've got to eat. Grey says that it's critical for you to get healthy."

"Woman, I just saw my child for the first time in months. She called that lunatic Thresh her mother. I've got to stop her."

Gorian purses her lips, looking doubtfully at me. "You were just having a vivid dream. All this stress and Grey's drugs are affecting your sleep patterns."

"So, you don't believe I can travel outside my body and occupy others?"

"Scientifically impossible. The only way to transmit neurological electrical signals is through some transmission system like in the pilot house of a starship. You've not got the technology to do it."

I frown and push the food away. "I've no idea what you're talking about. But you'd better get used to the idea that I do more traveling in my sleep than awake. It's pretty damn miserable. I’d trade it with you anytime."

"Let's make a deal. I'll believe you if you eat something." She pushes the tray back toward me.

"Please don't be condescending. I've got pressing news. They're coming."

Gorian raises an eyebrow. "Who exactly might that be?"

"Thresh used the fog to raise the dead. They're acting as scouts for her. They'll find this camp in a matter of days. And, although your fence is impressive, something tells me it'll be no match to the fog and her grubs. They’ll break through and kill you all."

Gorian's silent, obviously spooked by what I've just said. She holds her chin and looks out the window, the light shining on her pale hair. She muses, "Perhaps there's something here on the planet that's acting like a transmission network for telepaths. I wonder…" She claps excitedly and runs out the door.

I shuffle out of the door after her into the blazing glare of full sunlight. Etch's sitting on the edge of a table talking with a grey, slick creature with bulging eyes and webbed hands. It’s dressed in the same green material that Gorian and Grey are wearing. Three smaller, unclothed versions of the creature are playing in a puddle in the shade of a nearby building. Etch turns toward me. "Amy, good morning. This is Iggy. He returned last night, with his children. Are they not adorable?" He laughs and puts his hand on the nauron's shoulder.

The being extends its hand to me. I shake it, discovering that the extremity is cool and indeed slimy. A strange voice, similar to Troll's, says, "Glad to meet you Amy. I apologize for having to use this device to speak. My language's very different than yours and I need it for you to understand me."

"That voice - it's yours, not a machine?"

Etch responds. "Iggy, Amy had an unfortunate experience with an early model of a human machine interface. She is not used to artificial voices.

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