Descending Road - TO BE IN THE OPEN by Dana W. Paxson

TO BE IN THE OPEN

1563 4D

Grendel‘s finger froze on the trigger. He couldn’t move a muscle. The pseudopods lengthened toward him. What held him? His mind raced through the possibilities. Innerspace. He had to try it now, once more. He walked in his mind to the portal he and Jeddin had used, the portal he tried always to forget.

The innerspace portal bulged malignantly at him, and he recoiled. This couldn’t happen. As his outer sight watched the crawling arms approach, his inner self stared, equally paralyzed. The innerspace portal exploded. A grasping thicket of tentacles erupted through the opening; steaming shrouds of flesh drew him in. I wanted to be in the open when I died.

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	TO BE IN THE OPEN 1563 4D Grendel‘s finger froze on the trigger. He couldn’t move a muscle. The pseudopods lengthened toward him. What held him? His mind raced through the possibilities. Innerspace. He had to try it now, once more. He walked in his mind to the portal he and Jeddin had used, the portal he tried always to forget. The innerspace portal bulged malignantly at him, and he recoiled. This couldn’t happen. As his outer sight watched the crawling arms approach, his inner self stared, equally paralyzed. The innerspace portal exploded. A grasping thicket of tentacles erupted through the opening; steaming shrouds of flesh drew him in. I wanted to be in the open when I died.