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and head. It encased hips and legs. This was familiar. It ignited distant
associations. It was . . . what? He felt that he should know about such a
surface.

After all, I . . .

"Tick."

Panic seized him. Who am I?
The answer came slowly, thawed from a block of ice which contained everything he
should know.

I am Raja Flattery.

Ice melted in a cascade of memories.

I'm Chaplain/Psychiatrist on the Voidship Earthling. We . . . we. . .

Some of the memories remained frozen.

He tried to sit up but was restrained by softly cupping bands over his chest and
wrists. Now, he felt connectors withdraw from the veins at his wrists.

I'm in a hyb tank!

He had no memory of going into hybernation. Perhaps memory thawed more slowly
than flesh. Interesting. But there were a few memories now, frigid in their
flow, and deeply disturbing.

I failed.

Moonbase directed me to blow up our ship rather than let it roam space as a
threat to humankind. I was to send the message capsule back to Moonbase . . .
and blow up our ship.

Something had prevented him from . . . something . . .

But he remembered the project now.

Project Consciousness.

And he, Raja Flattery, had held a key role in that project.
Chaplain/Psychiatrist. He had been one of the crew.

Umbilicus crew.

He did not dwell on the birth symbology in that label. Clones had more
important tasks. They were clones on the crew, all with Lon for a middle name.
Lon meant clone as Mac meant son of. All the crew -- clones. They were
doppelgangers sent far into insulating space, there to solve the problem of