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Son of the Tree by Jack Vance

I

A BRIGHT penetrating chime struck into two hundred minds, broke two
hundred bubbles of trance.

Joe Smith awoke without drowsiness. He was constricted, shrouded like a
cocoon. He tensed, he struggled, then the spasm of alarm died. He relaxed,
peered intently through the darkness.

The air was musky and humid with warm fleshтАФflesh of many men, above,
below, to right and left, twisting, straining, fighting the elastic mesh.

Joe lay back. His mind resumed a sequence of thought left off three weeks ago.
Ballenkarch? NoтАФnot yet. Ballenkarch would be further on, further out in the
fringes. This would be Kyril, the world of the Druids.

A thin ripping sound. The hammock split along a magnetic seam. Joe eased

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himself out onto the catwalk. His legs were limp as sausages and tender. There
was little tone in his muscles after three weeks under hypnosis.

He walked the catwalk to the ladder, descended to the main deck, stepped out the
port. At a desk sat a dark-skinned youth of sixteen, wide-eyed and smart,
wearing a jumper of tan and blue pliophane. "Name, please?"

"Joe Smith."

The youth made a check on a list, nodded down the passage. "First door for
sanitation."