The Golden Age Of Science Fiction Vol Iii Part 81
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Richard Everset and C. R. Jones had gone on the first interstellar flight. They had found an inhabited planet in the region of Vega. The rest was standard procedure.
A flip of the coin had decided it. Everset went down in the scouter, maintaining radio contact with Jones, in the s.h.i.+p.
The recording of that contact was preserved for all Earth to hear.
"Just met the natives," Everset said. "Funny-looking bunch. Give you the physical description later."
"Are they trying to talk to you?" Jones asked, guiding the s.h.i.+p in a slow spiral over the planet.
"No. Hold it. Well I'm d.a.m.ned! They're telepathic! How do you like that?"
"Great," Jones said. "Go on."
"Hold it. Say, Jonesy, I don't know as I like these boys. They haven't got nice minds. Brother!"
"What is it?" Jones asked, lifting the s.h.i.+p a little higher.
"Minds! These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are power-crazy. Seems they've hit all the systems around here, looking for someone to--"
"Yeh?"
"I've got that a bit wrong," Everset said pleasantly. "They are not so bad."
Jones had a quick mind, a suspicious nature and good reflexes. He set the accelerator for all the G's he could take, lay down on the floor and said, "Tell me more."
"Come on down," Everset said, in violation of every law of s.p.a.ceflight. "These guys are all right. As a matter of fact, they're the most marvelous--"
That was where the recording ended, because Jones was pinned to the floor by twenty G's acceleration as he boosted the s.h.i.+p to the level needed for the C-jump.
He broke three ribs getting home, but he got there.
A telepathic species was on the march. What was Earth going to do about it?
A lot of speculation necessarily clothed the bare bones of Jones' information. Evidently the species could take over a mind with ease. With Everset, it seemed that they had insinuated their thoughts into his, delicately altering his previous convictions. They had possessed him with remarkable ease.
How about Jones? Why hadn't they taken him? Was distance a factor? Or hadn't they been prepared for the suddenness of his departure?
One thing was certain. Everything Everset knew, the enemy knew. That meant they knew where Earth was, and how defenseless the planet was to their form of attack.
It could be expected that they were on their way.
Something was needed to nullify their tremendous advantage. But what sort of something? What armor is there against thought? How do you dodge a wavelength?
Pouch-eyed scientists gravely consulted their periodic tables.
And how do you know when a man has been possessed? Although the enemy was clumsy with Everset, would they continue to be clumsy? Wouldn't they learn?
Psychologists tore their hair and bewailed the absence of an absolute scale for humanity.
Of course, something had to be done at once. The answer, from a technological planet, was a technological one. Build a s.p.a.ce fleet and equip it with some sort of a detection-fire network.
This was done in record time. The Attison Detector was developed, a cross between radar and the electroencephalograph. Any alteration from the typical human brain wave pattern of the occupants of a Detector-equipped s.h.i.+p would boost the indicator around the dial. Even a bad dream or a case of indigestion would jar it.
It seemed probable that any attempt to take over a human mind would disturb something. There had to be a point of interaction, somewhere.
That was what the Attison Detector was supposed to detect. Maybe it would.
The s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps, three men to a s.h.i.+p, dotted s.p.a.ce between Earth and Mars, forming a gigantic sphere with Earth in the center.
Tens of thousands of men crouched behind gunfire panels, watching the dials on the Attison Detector.
The unmoving dials.
"Do you think I could fire a couple of bursts?" Edwardson asked, his fingers on the gunfire b.u.t.ton. "Just to limber the guns?"
"Those guns don't need limbering," Ca.s.sel said, stroking his beard. "Besides, you'd throw the whole fleet into a panic."
"Ca.s.sel," Morse said, very quietly. "Get your hand off your beard."
"Why should I?" Ca.s.sel asked.
"Because," Morse answered, almost in a whisper, "I am about to ram it right down your fat throat."
Ca.s.sel grinned and tightened his fists. "Pleasure," he said. "I'm tired of looking at that scar of yours." He stood up.
"Cut it," Edwardson said wearily. "Watch the birdie."
"No reason to, really," Morse said, leaning back. "There's an alarm bell attached." But he looked at the dial.
"What if the bell doesn't work?" Edwardson asked. "What if the dial is jammed? How would you like something cold slithering into your mind?"
"The dial'll work," Ca.s.sel said. His eyes s.h.i.+fted from Edwardson's face to the motionless indicator.
"I think I'll sack in," Edwardson said.
"Stick around," Ca.s.sel said. "Play you some gin."
"All right." Edwardson found and shuffled the greasy cards, while Morse took a turn glaring at the dial.
"I sure wish they'd come," he said.
"Cut," Edwardson said, handing the pack to Ca.s.sel.
"I wonder what our friends look like," Morse said, watching the dial.
"Probably remarkably like us," Edwardson said, dealing the cards. Ca.s.sel picked them up one by one, slowly, as if he hoped something interesting would be under them.
"They should have given us another man," Ca.s.sel said. "We could play bridge."
"I don't play bridge," Edwardson said.
"You could learn."
"Why didn't we send a task force?" Morse asked. "Why didn't we bomb their planet?"
"Don't be dumb," Edwardson said. "We'd lose any s.h.i.+p we sent. Probably get them back at us, possessed and firing."
"Knock with nine," Ca.s.sel said.
"I don't give a good d.a.m.n if you knock with a thousand," Edwardson said gaily. "How much do I owe you now?"
"Three million five hundred and eight thousand and ten. Dollars."
"I sure wish they'd come," Morse said.
"Want me to write a check?"
"Take your time. Take until next week."
"Someone should reason with the b.a.s.t.a.r.ds," Morse said, looking out the port. Ca.s.sel immediately looked at the dial.
"I just thought of something," Edwardson said.
"Yeh?"
"I bet it feels horrible to have your mind grabbed," Edwardson said. "I bet it's awful."
"You'll know when it happens," Ca.s.sel said.
"Did Everset?"
"Probably. He just couldn't do anything about it."
"My mind feels fine," Ca.s.sel said. "But the first one of you guys starts acting queer--watch out."
They all laughed.
"Well," Edwardson said, "I'd sure like a chance to reason with them. This is stupid."
"Why not?" Ca.s.sel asked.
"You mean go out and meet them?"
"Sure," Ca.s.sel said. "We're doing no good sitting here."
"I should think we could do something," Edwardson said slowly. "After all, they're not invincible. They're reasoning beings."
Morse punched a course on the s.h.i.+p's tape, then looked up.
"You think we should contact the command? Tell them what we're doing?"
"No!" Ca.s.sel said, and Edwardson nodded in agreement. "Red tape. We'll just go out and see what we can do. If they won't talk, we'll blast 'em out of s.p.a.ce."
"Look!"
Out of the port they could see the red flare of a reaction engine; the next s.h.i.+p in their sector, speeding forward.
"They must have got the same idea," Edwardson said.
"Let's get there first," Ca.s.sel said. Morse shoved the accelerator in and they were thrown back in their seats.
"That dial hasn't moved yet, has it?" Edwardson asked, over the clamor of the Detector alarm bell.
"Not a move out of it," Ca.s.sel said, looking at the dial with its indicator slammed all the way over to the highest notch.
Contents
THE HAPPY UNFORTUNATE.
By ROBERT SILVERBERG
Dekker, back from s.p.a.ce, found great physical changes in the people of Earth; changes that would have horrified him five years before. But now, he wanted to be like the rest--even if he had to lose an eye and both ears to do it.
Rolf Dekker stared incredulously at the slim, handsome young Earther who was approaching the steps of Rolf's tumbling-down s.p.a.certown shack. He's got no ears, Rolf noted in unbelief. After five years in s.p.a.ce, Rolf had come home to a strangely-altered world, and he found it hard to accept.
Another Earther appeared. This one was about the same size, and gave the same impression of fragility. This one had ears, all right--and a pair of gleaming, two-inch horns on his forehead as well. I'll be eternally roasted, Rolf thought. Now I've seen everything.
Both Earthers were dressed in neat, gold-inlaid green tunics, costumes which looked terribly out of place amid the filth of s.p.a.certown, and their hair was dyed a light green to match.
He had been scrutinizing them for several moments before they became aware of him. They both spotted him at once and the one with no ears turned to his companion and whispered something. Rolf, leaning forward, strained to hear.
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