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"We'd better run for it," Lewis said. He spun Oakes ahead of him into a main
passageway to Medical. Neither man looked back until they were safely battened
inside Oakes' cubby.

Hah! Oakes thought, remembering. That had frightened even Lewis. He had gone
back groundside fast enough -- to speed up construction of their Redoubt, the
place which would insulate them groundside and make them independent of this
damned machine.

The ship's controlled our lives too long!

Oakes still tasted bitterness at the back of his throat. Now, Lewis was
incommunicado . . . sending notes by courier. Always something frustrating.

Damn Lewis!

Oakes glanced around his shadowed quarters. It was nightside on the orbiting
ship and most of the crew drifted on the sea of sleep. An occasional click and
buzz of servos modulating the environment were the only intrusions.

How long before Ship's servos go mad?

The ship, he reminded himself.

Ship was a concept, a fabricated theology, a fairy tale imbedded in a
manufactured history which only a fool could believe.

It is a lie by which we control and are controlled.

He tried to relax into the thick cushions and once more took up the note which
one of Lewis' minions had thrust upon him. The message was simple, direct and
threatening.

"The ship informs us that it is sending groundside one (1) Chaplain/Psychiatrist
competent in communications. Reason: the unidentified Ceepee will mount a
project to communicate with the electrokelp. I can find no additional
information about this Ceepee but he has to be someone new from hyb."

Oakes crumpled the note in his fist.

One Ceepee was all this society could tolerate. The ship was sending another
message to him. "You can be replaced."

He had never doubted that there were other Chaplain/Psychiatrists somewhere in
the ship's hyb reserves. No telling where those reserves might be hidden. The
damned ship was a convoluted mess with secret sections and random extrusions and
concealed passages which led nowhere.

Colony had measured the ship's size by the occlusion shadow when it had eclipsed
one of the two suns on a low passage. The ship was almost fifty-eight