Mannion sank downward into the soft, warm darkness that enfolded him. He was moving back into his own past now, gently guided along by the mind-probe—
WHAM!
It was like walking full-tilt into a mountainside. Some obstruction in his mind, no doubt.
But the probe bored its way through, drilled through the hard barrier of amnesia in his mind.
And suddenly he was back on Iapetus, in Project Headquarters.
He was saying, "Commander Dubrow, the androids running the atmosphere-generators are lying down on the job. They don't seem to be working."
Dubrow glared at him coldly. "Stick to your own job, Lieutenant Mannion. Coleridge is supervising the androids out there."
"No, he isn't! Coleridge isn't there."
"He must be there, Lieutenant."
"Commander, I'm going out there to see what's wrong. Those androids have been acting up strangely all day and I don't like it."