Descending Road - PALE NECK FADING by Dana W. Paxson

PALE NECK FADING

1563 4D

“You can’t stay here. The CIBer people are coming for you.” The woman spoke to Grendel, glancing at Ezzar and Andrew as they all approached the lift. “As soon as you walked in here, they had you painted on their eyeballs.”

“We’re on our way,” Ezzar said.

“The leg is better,” Grendel said. “I can manage fine. Thanks for the help with it.”

“Don’t wait, now, just take the food and go,” the woman said, looking behind her at the dark doors in the room. “Lift?” A few seconds later, the lift door opened. The four got in. As the door closed, the woman turned and hurried away without looking back, her pale neck fading into the gloom.

“Five Sixty One,” Ezzar said. The lift dropped, swaying and jerking slightly. Andrew looked at the others. Dressed in dark blue upcity coveralls, except for Grendel‘s andro complexion, they looked like a family. His chest constricted; he looked down at his feet.

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	PALE NECK FADING 1563 4D “You can’t stay here. The CIBer people are coming for you.” The woman spoke to Grendel, glancing at Ezzar and Andrew as they all approached the lift. “As soon as you walked in here, they had you painted on their eyeballs.” “We’re on our way,” Ezzar said. “The leg is better,” Grendel said. “I can manage fine. Thanks for the help with it.” “Don’t wait, now, just take the food and go,” the woman said, looking behind her at the dark doors in the room. “Lift?” A few seconds later, the lift door opened. The four got in. As the door closed, the woman turned and hurried away without looking back, her pale neck fading into the gloom. “Five Sixty One,” Ezzar said. The lift dropped, swaying and jerking slightly. Andrew looked at the others. Dressed in dark blue upcity coveralls, except for Grendel‘s andro complexion, they looked like a family. His chest constricted; he looked down at his feet.