"I can't read these numerals, if they are numerals," he said. "I don't know where to start."
Linda studied the markings. "I think that's the symbol for absolute zero," she said. "Try it anyway."
He began to turn the wheel again, counting off the numbers as he watched the irregular formation of sarkonivals above him. "Five, three, two, six, one, three."
Twice he tried with no result. The third time there was a dull whirring somewhere in the bowels of the block, and the door slowly swung open. Within, a short passageway ended at another door, equipped with another series of dials.
Here Jimmy nodded in satisfaction. "I should be able to crack this."
He opened his carry-case, took out the headphones and slipped them on. Linda and Hanley pressed close, watching him.
"Hurry," the girl said. "I don't like it here."
A voice behind answered her.
"No need to hurry, Mr. Starr, alias the Nebula. Just take your time, but be sure you open it."