... oh? I thought ... Yes, I can see now that.... The thought ended abruptly. There was an utter and terrifying silence from her direction.
His mind began to add up the overall situation with great speed. Hello. She did not answer. He licked his lips.
I wasn't, he thought, ... I wasn't serious when I tried to teleport you a while ago. I was just playing a joke on you. I wasn't trying to kill you.
She seemed to be thinking the statement over. If you had tried again, I would have let you. I didn't realize it was you at first.
He cursed himself.
You were moving too fast a moment ago.
He was getting her position fixed. She lay west. He turned in that direction. She broke the contact.
Search planes of the Air Force began to drone over the area; searching for the saucer the radar had tracked to earth.
Walt walked for hours across the desert. His feet, unaccustomed to the tight fitting shoes, pained him. He grew weary. Occasionally, lights from the highway to his left winked by in the night. On he trudged. Sand crept into his shoes.