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It was a giant rocky chamber which heavy-duty raybeams had once gouged out of the mountain. The
only access to the surface was a narrow corridor that led upward like a ramp. This had been his secret
laboratory where he had always come to work when he needed quiet and seclusion for his researches
and discoveries. And since he was the most outstanding and capable scientist of his race he had made
some very significant inventions.

But for the moment all that seemed to have been forgotten. All that mattered now was his treason.
Treason which he had committed!

He felt of his clumsy-seeming and rather misshapen wrist. There he could detect a tiny protuberance that
no one else would have noticed. With a slight pressure he activated the 1-celled battery of the tiny
micro-transmitter that lay beneath his skin. For a fleeting moment Onot pondered why he possessed this
transmitter and to whom he might be sending a distress call. But then he shrugged his giant shoulders and
went to the exit ramp in order to give himself over to the police.

Meanwhile the airship crews had swarmed out around the cliff and covered the area with their weapons.
In the deep-hued sky were other aircraft which hovered in readiness to support the surprise raid on the
rebellious scientistтАЩs hideout.

These police troops were not human.

Towering about 10 feet in height, their squarish, unwieldy frames were supported by heavy, pillar-like
legs. Their hairless skin was like thick leather. Their huge round heads, almost a foot and a half in
diameter, possessed 4 eyes with a good 300┬░ of vision. Their ears and noses were not outwardly visible.

Although appearances were deceptive in this case, the Druufs had evolved from the insect phylum. In
fact they communicated on an ultrasonic level. The high-pitched soundwaves were sent out and received
by natural antennas which were a part of their bodies. Another feature was their ungainly-looking arms,
especially because of their hands which were well-shaped with finely articulated fingers and seemed to be
unrelated to the rest of their bodies.

A crevice appeared in the wall of rock and quickly widened, after which Onot stepped out onto the
desolate plateau. He opened his arms in a wide gesture to show that he was unarmed. On his face was a
mixed expression, a sort of embarrassed perplexity with perhaps a touch of curiosity. "Here I am," he
announced. "What do you want of me?"

A police lieutenant emerged from cover with his beamer aimed at the scientist. "Do you surrender?"

"Would I be standing here otherwise?" retorted Onot somewhat sarcastically.

The officer gave a signal to his men. "Search him for weapons," he ordered.

They found nothing, overlooking the micro-transmitter that was buried under his skin.

"May I ask what IтАЩm charged with?" inquired Onot.

The lieutenant shrugged. "YouтАЩll find out soon enough. But this much I can tell you: youтАЩre going to have
a hard time clearing yourself of a suspicion of treason. We have you to thank for the destruction of the
computer centre. But that was just for starters. Then there was the space stationтАж but enough for now!
Follow me!"