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any brain for it to relay its message to。 The eye melted back into protoflesh察was replaced by small jaws which clashed mindlessly。 Then it sank down again out of sight。
;Felix察get out of there ─Gulharov was nervous。
Krakovitch backed out of the circle察Gulharov struck a match察tossed it察in a moment the cabinet was an inferno。 Like the oblong mouth of a jet engine on test察the cabinet hurled a pale blue sheet of fire roaring into the cold air察a shimmering column of intense heat。 And then Dragosani sat up
Gulharov clutched Krakovitch察clung to him。 ;Oh God Oh察mother´he's alive ─he croaked。
;No察─Krakovitch denied察tearing himself free。 ;The thing in him is alive察but mindless。 It's all instinct with no brain to govern it。 It would flee but doesn't know how to察or even what it's fleeing from。 If you spear a sea´cucumber it reacts察spills out its guts。 No mind察just reaction。 Look察look It's melting
And indeed it seemed that Dragosani was melting。 Smoke curled upward from his blackened shell察layers of skin peeled away察bursting into flame察the fats of his body ran like candle wax察and were consumed by the fire。 The thing inside him felt the heat察reacted。 Dragosani's trunk shuddered察vibrated察convulsed。 His arms shot out straight察then fell to dangle over the sides of the blazing cabinet察where all the while they jerked and twitched。 His clothing was pletely burned away by now察and as Krakovitch and Gulharov watched and shuddered察so his crisped flesh burst open here and there察putting out frantic察whipping tendrils that melted and slopped down into the furnace。
In a very little while he fell back and was still察and the two men stood in the snow and watched the fire until it burned itself out。 It took all of twenty minutes察but they stood there anyway。。。
3。00 P。M。察27 August 1977。
The big London hotel察within easy walking distance of Whitehall察contained rather more than its exterior might suggest。 In fact the entire top floor was given over to a pany of ;international financial entrepreneurs;察which was the sum total of the hotel manager's knowledge about it。 The pany had its own elevator at the rear of the building察private stairs察even its own fire escape。 Indeed the pany owned the top floor察which was therefore entirely outside the hotel's sphere of control and operation。
In short察the top floor was the headquarters of the most secret of all British secret services此namely INTESP察the British equivalent of that Russian organisation housed just outside Moscow at the Chateau Bronnitsy。 But the hotel was only the headquarters察there were also two ;factories;察one in Dorset and the other in Norfolk察direct´linked to each other and to the HQ by telephone察radiotelephone and puter。 Such links察though top´security screened察were open to sophisticated abuse察of course察a clever hacker might get in one day。 Hopefully before that happened the branch would have developed its telepaths to such an extent that all of this technological junk would be unnecessary。 Radio waves travel at a mere 186000 miles per second察but human thought is instantaneous and carries a far more vivid and finished picture。
Such were Alec Kyle's own thoughts as he sat at his desk and formulated Security Standing Orders for the six Special Branch officers whose sole task in life was the personal security of an infant boy just one month old察a child called Harry Keogh。 Harry Jnr´the future head of INTESP。
;Harry察─said Kyle out loud察to no one in particular察 you can have the job right now察if you still want it。;
No察came the answer at once察startlingly clear in Kyle's mind。 Not now察maybe not ever
Kyle's mouth fell open and he started upright in his swivel chair。 He knew what this was察had known some´thing very much similar at a time some eight months ago。
It was telepathy察yes察but it was more than telepathy。 It was the ;infant; he'd just been thinking about察the child whose mind housed all that was left of the greatest ESP talent in the world此Harry Keogh。
;Christ ─Kyle whispered。 And now he knew what it had been about察 it; being the dream or nightmare he'd had last night´when he'd been covered with leeches as big as kittens察whose mouths had fastened on him to drain his blood察while he had leaped and gibbered in a glade of stirless trees察until he'd been too weak to fight any longer。 Then he'd fallen on the earth amidst the pine needles察and the leeches had clung to him察and he'd known that he was being a leech
And that察mercifully察had scared him wide awake。 As for the dream's meaning此Kyle had long since given up trying to read meanings into such precognitive glimpses。 That was the trouble with them此they were usually cryptic察rarely self´elucidating。 But certainly he'd known that the dream was one of those dreams察and now he guessed that this had something to do with it察too。
;Harry拭─he breathed the query into the suddenly frigid atmosphere of the room。 His breath actually plumed in the air察in the space of mere seconds the temperature had taken a plunge。 Just like last time。
Something was forming in the middle of the room察in front of Kyle's desk。 The smoke of his cigarette trembled there and the air seemed to waver。 He got up察crossed quickly to the window and adjusted the blinds。 The room grew dim察and the figure in front of his desk took on more form。
Kyle's inter buzzed urgently and he jumped six inches。 He leaped to his desk察hit the receive button察and a breathless voice said察 Alec察there's something here ─It was Carl Quint察a top´rank psychic sensitive察a ;spotter;。
Kyle pressed the send button察held it down。 ;I know。
It's with me now。 But it's OK察I've been half´expecting it。; Now he pressed the mand button察spoke to the entire HQ。 ;Kyle here。 I don't want to talk to anybody for´for as long as it takes。 No messages察no ining calls察and no questions。 Listen in if you like察but don't try to interfere。 I'll get back to you。; He pressed the secure button on his desk puter keyboard察and door and window locks audibly snapped shut。 And now he and Harry Keogh were pletely alone。
Kyle forced himself to relax察stared at the´ghost拭of Keogh where it confronted him across his desk。 And he thought an old thought察one which had never been far away察not since the first day he'd e here to work for INTESP
Funny bloody outfit。 Robots and romantics。 Super science and the supernatural。 Telemetry and telepathy。 puterised probability patterns and precognition。 Gadgets。。。 and ghosts
No ghost察Alec察Keogh answered with a wan察immaterial smile。 I thought we went into all of that last time
Kyle thought about pinching himself but didn't bother。 He'd gone through all of that last time察too。 ;Last time拭─he spoke out loud察because that was easier for him。 ;But that was eight months ago察Harry。 I had started to think we'd never hear from you again。;
Maybe you wouldn't have察said the other察his lips moving not at all察for believe me I've plenty to keep me 察occupied。 But。。。 something's e up。
Kyle's awe was ebbing察his pulse gradually slowing to its norm。 He leaned forward in his chair察looked the other up and down。 Oh察it was Keogh察all right。 But not exactly the same as the last time。 Last time Kyle's first thought had been that the´apparition´was supernatural。 Not merely paranormal or ESP´engendered but actually supernatural察extra´mundane察not of this world。 Just like now察the office scanners had failed to detect it察it had e and told K'yle a fantastic true story察and gone without leaving a trace。 No察not quite察for he'd written down all that had been said。 Even thinking about that察his wrist ached。 But you couldn't photograph the thing察couldn't record its voice察couldn't harm or interfere with it in any way。 The entire HQ was now listening in on Kyle's conversation with this察this。。。 with Harry Keogh´and yet they'd hear only Kyle's voice。 But Keogh was here此at least the central heating's thermostat knew it。 The heating had just e on察turning itself up several notches to pensate for the sudden drop in temperature。 Yes察and Carl Quint knew it察too。
The figure seemed etched in pale blue light此insubstantial as a moonbeam察less than a puff of smoke。 Incorporeal察yet there was