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Ever Since Eden by Laura Resnick ====================== Copyright (c)1994 Laura Resnick First published in South From Midnight, Southern Fried Press, November 1994 Fictionwise Contemporary Science Fiction and Fantasy --------------------------------- NOTICE: This work is copyrighted. It is licensed only for use by the purchaser. If you did not purchase this ebook directly from Fictionwise.com then you are in violation of copyright law and are subject to severe fines. Please visit www.fictionwise.com to purchase a legal copy. Fictionwise.com offers a reward for information leading to the conviction of copyright violators of Fictionwise ebooks. --------------------------------- The dream always begins the same way. I'm in the reptile house at the zoo. How did I get here? I am incredulous. I never go into the reptile house. The last time I was in here was 1975, when my skunk of a brother dragged me snake's cage. The musty smell in here is unmistakable, remembered across the span of years. It is a reptilian odor, the stench of something legless and silent. It is mingled with the smell of my own fear. It is shadowy in this building, as it always has been, and each shadow is a slithering menace. I must leave immediately. If I don't, I'll undoubtedly have nightmares tonight. I begin looking for the exit. I try to be casual, nonchalant. I don't want the other visitors to know I'm sweating with terror and trying not to throw up. I've vomited in here before, but that was twenty-five years ago. I'm a grown woman now, and it would be very embarrassing. Then I realize there are no other visitors. Just me. I'm all alone in here. With _them_. I start to panic. I run toward the exit, but it just gets farther away. The hall grows larger, longer, darker. And narrower. The glass-fronted cages are suddenly very close to me, lining either side of this endless tunnel. I try to swallow my terror and think clearly. This is a public building. There has to be a way out. Sinuous figures twist, rise, slide, and twine in my peripheral vision. A triangular shaped head weaves toward me. I leap forward. A pointed tail wiggles away from me. I realize there is no glass in front of the cages. There is nothing between them and me. I panic. They start escaping. Slowly, at first, one by one. A green mamba slides to the floor and blocks my path. A gaboon viper -- short, fat, and deadly -- |
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