"That's not what I mean. Do you notice your suit warming up?"
"Huh? Yeah, now that you mention it."
Retief rapped with a gauntleted hand on the satiny black curve of the nearest Bodean artifact. It clunked dully through the suit "That's not metal," he said. "It's plastic."
"There's something fishy here," Sam said. "This erosion; it looks more like a heat beam."
"Sam," Retief said, turning, "it appears to me somebody has gone to a great deal of trouble to give a false impression here."
Sam snorted. "I told you they were a crafty bunch." He started out of the cave, then paused, went to one knee to study the floor. "But maybe they outsmarted themselves. Look here!"
