“I’m sorry, Farris.” He was rolling up Farris’ sleeve, and Farris could not resist. “I’m sorry to do this to you and Lys. But you would interfere. And this is the only way I can keep you from bringing me back.”
Farris felt the sting of the needle. He felt nothing more, before drugged unconsciousness claimed him.
CHAPTER 4
Incredible World
Farris awoke, and for a dazed moment wondered what it was that so bewildered him. Then he realized.
It was the daylight. It came and went, every few minutes. There was the darkness of night in the bedroom, and then a sudden burst of dawn, a little period of brilliant sunlight, and then night again.
It came and went, as he watched numbly, like the slow, steady beating of a great pulse — a systole and diastole of light and darkness.
Days shortened to minutes? But how could that be? And then, as he awakened fully, he remembered.
“Hunati! He injected the chlorophyll drug into my bloodstream!”
Yes. He was hunati, now. Living at a tempo a hundred times slower than normal.