"Look," Geo said to Snake, "you stay here, and if we see anything, we'll come back and report, all right?"
"Maybe it stops later on," Urson said, "and if he ran forward, he could get out the other side. It may just stop after a hundred feet or so."
"Why so anxious?" asked Iimmi.
"The jewels," said Urson. "Who's going to get us out of trouble if we should meet up with anything else?"
They were silent then. Their shadows faded over the pavement as the yellow tinge in the sky turned blue. "I guess it's up to Snake," Geo said. "Do you think you can make it?"
Snake paused for a moment, then shook his head.
"Well," Geo said to the others, "come on then."
Around them was a sudden click, and lights flickered all along the edges of the road.
"Come on," Geo said again, and once more they started, passing the lights which wheeled double and triple shadows about them over the road and the opposite railing. When they reached the next turn off that led to a still higher ramp, Geo looked back. Snake's miniature figure sat on the edge of the road's railing, his feet on the lower rung, one pair of arms folded, one pair of elbows on his knees. The light above him.
"Keep track of the turns," said Geo.