“This may take a few minutes,” said Conrad. “Let’s just sit tight.” He closed his eyes and concentrated.
He could feel his memory pattern flowing down through the crystal and into the subether transmission channel.
“Now,why did you say the world’s so blurred?” Skelton asked Audrey. “I had a cousin who had glaucoma—the way he told it, glaucoma makes things look something like this.What did you say was the reason?”
“It’s because we’re on another timestream,” said Audrey. “We’re moving farther and farther away from the old world. Like taking a wrong fork in the road.”
The crystal was hot in Conrad’s hand; and his ears were filled with buzzing. Closer. Closer.
Mr. Skelton was getting nervous and impatient. “I sure don’t like having the real world drift away from us like this. If that saucer doesn’t show up soon, I’ve got a mind to ...”
ZZZZUUUUUHHHUUUUUssss.
Five bright red lights solidified out of the bright haze, coming into focus as they approached. It was a square-based pyramid, two or three meters on a side. Still buzzing, it hovered closer, then touched down on the grass next to Conrad and the two humans.
For a moment the vehicle sat there like a large tent, and then one of its faces split open. Out came a stick of light with a gleaming parallelepiped crystal at one end. Remembering the fight in the graveyard, Conrad tensed himself for battle. He raised his own crystal up to the nape of his neck and got ready to unsheathe his stick of light.
But instead of attacking, the creature slid its flame into the big country ham that lay inside the circle of Conrad, Skelton, and Audrey. The flame-person’s crystal stayed outside the ham, stuck to its narrow end. The wrinkles in the ham’s skin formed themselves into a facelike pattern, and small feet seemed to stick out from the joint’s wide end. Now the leg of pork got up and made a little bow to Conrad. Conrad returned the bow, not knowing whether to be frightened or amused.
“Where’s your-all’s home star?” demanded Mr. Skelton.
“We don’t have one,” said the ham. “We aren’t material beings. The whole stars-and-planets concept is relative to the material condition. I think there’s a human science called quantum mechanics that could express where we come from. Hilbert space? The problem is that none of us knows quantum mechanics!” The ham laughed sharply. “That’s one of the things Conrad was supposed to find out about while looking for the ‘secret of life.’ ” The ham laughed again, not quite pleasantly. “I must say, Conrad, some of your information is valuable, but on the whole—”
“Well, he’s only just starting,” said Audrey protectively. “I’m sure that sooner or later Conrad can learn everything on Earth that you flame-people want to know.”
“You’re Audrey,” said the ham knowingly. “Conrad’s girlfriend. Of course you stick up for him.”
“How do you know about me?”
“See that crystal Conrad’s holding?” asked the ham. “Besides being a power source, it’s a memory transmitter. Every time Conrad touches it, we get copies of all his prior memories. You’re Audrey Hayes, and Conrad is in love with you.” The ham paused, bobbing in thought. “Love. Most interesting. It’s been a mess from the start, but in some ways this is one of the most interesting investigations we’ve done. It’s just a shame that—”
“Isn’t there some way we can undo it?” asked Conrad. “I know I’ve screwed up—all the humans have heard of us now, and they’re hunting for me. But isn’t there some last power I could use to undo it?”
“ ‘Fifth Chinese brother,’ you call it?” The ham smiled. “It’s no accident that you thought of that story.
Yes, you could be the ‘fifth Chinese brother,’ Conrad. And you could, in a sense, live happily ever after.
But ...”
“But what?”
“It might deplete your energy too much. You see how small your crystal has gotten. It’s the energy source that keeps your flame going, you know. One more wish and there’ll be next to nothing left. No crystal, and your light will stop burning. It could turn into a kind of death sentence for you: live your seventy-odd years on some version of Earth, and then that’s it. If you come with me now, we can replenish your crystal and you’ll be sure of getting away. There’s plenty of other ‘planets’ to investigate, you know.”
Conrad squeezed Audrey’s hand. “I want to stay. I want to be a person, and I want to keep looking for the secret of life.”
“We knew you’d say that,” said the ham. “That’s why we picked you in the first place. But I had to ask.”
Pompously the ham bowed once again and laid itself back on the ground. The wrinkled features began to fade.
“Wait,” cried Conrad. “What do I do? How do I make the humans stop hunting me? What is the fifth Chinese brother?”
“You know where you want to be,” said the ham, its voice muffled and indistinct. “Just go there!”
ssssUUUUUHHHUUUUUZZZZ.
The red lights faded off into the unfocused blur that surrounded them. “What’s going to happen if I try to tell people my ham talked to me?” said Skelton after a moment. “Not evenUFO Monthly would print a story like that! But you could do a great article, Conrad. Come on out and turn yourself in ... hell, they’d let you go soon enough, and—” “All that’s what I have to get away from,” said Conrad. “I’m not going back to that reality. Didn’t you understand what the ham said? I can pick the reality I want and go there. Here like this with everything out of focus, we’re nowhere in particular. Audrey and I are going to imagine our world all right again, and go there.” “I liked my world fine the way it was,” groused Skelton. “I don’t want to forget all this, Conrad.” “Fine,” said Conrad. “Just take your hand off me, Mr. Skelton, and you’ll go back to the old timestream.”
The old man hesitated a moment. “OK,” he said finally. “I believe I will. It’s been a pleasure, Conrad. Nice to meet you, Audrey. I’ll write an article explaining how you all disappeared.” “Thanks for everything,” said Conrad. “And be sure to tell Hank Larsen that I came back.” Old Skelton nodded and drew his hand away. He froze into stillness and then, slowly, slowly, he dissolved into light.
“Let’s head off that way,” suggested Audrey, pointing out toward where Skelton’s lawn had been.
“OK,” said Conrad. “Here, take my hand like this ... we’ll squeeze the crystal in between the two of us.”
“And think of where we want to be.”
“How about Crum meadow?”
“Yes. And you’re starting senior year, Conrad, and everyone’s forgotten about the flame-people and all that.”
“Yes. You’ve come down to visit ... it’s Friday afternoon.”
“And Ace is going to let us use the room.”
“I’ll ask you to marry me.”
“You will? So soon?”
As they walked, the haze shifted here and tightened there. Before long it was the Crum, and everything was just the way they’d wanted. They had no memory that it had ever been any other way.
“Audrey?”
“Yes, Conrad?”
“Have you guessed yet what’s in between our hands?”
“Go ahead!”
Audrey drew back her hand and found that Conrad had given her a diamond ring. The diamond was tiny, but very bright.
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