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lamming into the wall across
the room. Decker had a temper.
After awhile he ran out of expletives, so he began firing
questions and threats instead. He kept at it for the next hour,
but I just set my jaw and said nothing, much to his rising fury.
By that point, my head was throbbing so badly that I desperately
wanted to scream, but didn't, since that would only have made it
hurt more.
Finally he gave up on the questioning and shut up, breathing
heavily from sheer rage. He stewed in ominous silence for
somewhere around fifteen minutes, at which time I started getting
nervous. What was going through that square head of his?
Fortunately for the state of my nerves, there was a way I
could find out. I forced myself to calm, despite the nasty
situation, and...well, REACHED.
That's the best way I can explain psi in human terms. You
REACH, straining outward without moving, until you sense
something, a thin membrane like a balloon, and then you push,
push until you're in.
In another mind.
It was hard linking with Decker. The connection was weak
and mostly one-way, partly because of the sun, partly because
it's easier when you do it
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