Another light flashed on the console, and a melodic "beep—beep" began to sound from somewhere behind the panel.
Automatically he reached forward and flipped a switch, and the "beep—beep" stopped. Without surprise, he noticed it was the switch marked Receive.
So. When the light flashed and the "beep—beep" sounded he was supposed to throw that Receive switch. Presumably, then, he should receive something. Was that right?
He looked around the control room, but nothing happened.
Just on the edge of his consciousness there was a faint sussuration, but when he turned his attention to it, it disappeared. There was no sound. But when he thought of something else, it came back again.
It was like an image caught in the corner of his eye. There was nothing there, but sometimes you thought you caught just a flash of something out of the corner of your eye. Like this afternoon....
He shuddered at the recollection.
In all his life, he could not remember anything that had driven him into such pure panic as the loathsome invisible touches he had felt. What kind of creatures were these?
This was Earth. This was his home, it was where he belonged, and he couldn't remember anything about invisible....
Yes! Yes, he did remember! But there was still something wrong because—he couldn't think why.