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Oceans. Herman could not breathe. The salt water beat at him, blinding him, filling his nose and mouth. The torrent pushed him down against the alley floor, driving his face into the asphalt. "Herman Melville!" It was a bellow so resonant that it almost cracked his skull. Herman pushed himself up on hands and knees and sucked down a breath. The water was elbow-deep but quickly receding. He looked down the alley, toward the glow, just past a wheelless, rusted-out hulk. A jewel of impossible colors and infinite angles hung there. "Herman Melville!" screamed the jewel. Herman stood and almost had time to turn. But the jewel unfolded itself, the hidden dimensions uncurling, time itself unraveling, Here and now touched there and elsewhen. "Help me!" There was a flash of black and white, the beating of a fluke, the glint of an it hovering about a foot above the alley floor. "No," whispered Herman, as he stood, mesmerized, staring into the unblinking eye of Orcinus orca. "Herman Melville!" roared the killer whale. It reached out from the floating crystalline cage with flippers that were not flippers at all, but stubby arms -and long slender fingers. "This planet will be ours!" bellowed the whale. It beat its tail and the crystalline cage was propelled down the alley. "No!" screamed Herman. He turned, tried to run, but his feet rose up from the ground as the whale's slender fingers wrapped around his waist and jerked him up. He was pulled through the crystalline slats of the cage. Herman pounded at the whale's rubbery black-and-white face. But it did no good. The mouth opened, revealing glistening teeth and a pink gullet. Herman was shoved chest-deep into the whale's mouth. Jaws snapped down. Inversion. Rotation. |
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