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The Genesis Machine
The Gentle Giants of Ganymede
The Two Faces of Tomorrow
Thrice Upon a Time
GiantsтАЩ Star
Voyage from Yesteryear
Code of the Lifemaker
The Proteus Operation
Endgame Enigma
The Mirror Maze
The Infinity Gambit
Entoverse
The Multiplex Man
Realtime Interrupt
Minds, Machines & Evolution
The Immortality Option
Paths to Otherwhere
Bug Park
Star Child
Rockets, Redheads & Revolution
Cradle of Saturn
The Legend That Was Earth
Martian Knightlife
HIS OWN WORST ENEMY
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 1

Consciousness reintegrated slowly out of fragments, like the threads of a frayed rope coming
together. Sarda felt dizzy and disoriented in the darknessтАФthe nauseous sensation of spinning in a
void with no reference point. It passed quickly. Thoughts meshed raggedly and began running again.
Physically, he seemed to be intact and functioning. He registered the thumping of his heartbeats, chest
panting, skin wet and clammy. His body was ridding itself of excess heat, not working to build up
heat from cold. So the crucial experiment had worked perfectly. . . .
Except that he was the wrong one!
His mind recoiled in protest as images returned of the resigned look on ElaineтАЩs face when he last
saw her, and Balmer reassuring them that everything would be fine.
They were going to rob him, sell out his workтАФand that would be fine?
Rage and panic overcame him. He tried to struggle, but it was useless against the restraints
protecting the equipment inside the reconstitution chamber. Light came on, revealing the planes of
densely packed condenser arrays and indexing heads positioned all around and above him like slabs
of venetian blind woven with multicolored wires and tubing. The panels in front retracted back from
their operating positions to clear the access door, the inside of which carried its own growth of wires and
mechanisms, along with a number of technical labels and warning signs. Included among them was a
curiously vivid graphic design in the form of a purple disk inside a silver outer ring, containing a
spiral pattern of red, yellow, and aquamarine. It seemed to grow in SardaтАЩs vision, drawing his
attention like field lines to a charge. In seconds his agitation subsided. He forgot all of his outrages.
Latches released in a series of clacks, and the door opened.
Stewart Perrel, chief physician on the TX Project, leaned into the chamber, his face anxious. A
light shone into SardaтАЩs eyes, while a hand lifted his chin, and fingers felt for a pulse at his neck. тАЬItтАЩs
okay, Stew. You donтАЩt need to bother,тАЭ Sarda said. тАЬI feel fine.тАЭ