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are acting like an absolute heat sink."

"Infraheat scan supports that, control central. So does preliminary met data . . ."

"Great . . . so rather than an understandable catastrophic equipment malfunction, we now
have an impossible natural occurrence."

Lorinda shook her head in the privacy of the monitoring module. Not impossible--it had
happened. And certainly not natural. Of that, she was all too sure.
 V
THE SCIENTIST IN the pale blue tunic ran her left hand through her shortcut sandy hair,
then tapped the light stylus on the console.

Looking up for a moment around the small windowless room, she pursed her lips. The
gesture gave her face an elfin cast, which vanished as she concentrated and touched the
keyboard.

On the screen before her, a title appeared in the formal script of Westra: "Project Vanish--
Case III."

Her fingers played the keyboard again, and the angled script disappeared, replaced by a
full-length view of a tall woman standing on a raised platform, surrounded by monitoring
equipment. The subject wore a wide belt clustered with sensors over a plain singlesuit.

Abruptly, the woman on the screen vanished, leaving the platform empty.

The sandy-haired woman viewing the screen froze the image and studied it. Then she
backtracked the visual, instant by instant. In one scan, the subject was present. In the next
she was not.

Finally, the scientist touched the keyboard to remove the visual and replace it with the
data from the monitoring equipment. The data read-outs showed the same pattern. The
subject's disappearance was instantaneous. No faded signals, no attenuation, only an
absolute cut-off simultaneous on all equipment through the entire monitoring range.

The woman in blue pursed her lips again, ignoring the notation at the bottom of the
arrayed data.

"Subject A-102-Green failed to return. No body found. No explosions noted simultaneously
with disappearance. No other co-ordinated energy phenomena. Chronological analysis
inconclusive."

Her fingers touched the console, almost as if independently of her thoughts, and the index
returned to the screen. For a time, she regarded the first page of the lengthy index.

Evidence--that there was plenty of--but verifiable, measurable results indicating
success? None to date--except her own personal observations, and they would not be
considered objective, not to mention the questions they would raise.

At last, she blanked the index and stood, a woman with an almost elfin, face, wearing the