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Authors: David Roman
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cause. There are intelligent people that evolved on their own!”
“We’re not sure of this yet,” Exander insisted. “Especially the intelligent part,” he then muttered.
Gaia rolled her violet eyes and sighed.
As the lift took off, Spaide couldn’t shut up any longer. “Come on, let’s be reasonable. Have you ever seen anyone who looks like that?” He pointed at Vincent. “Sure, he has the same skin and hair as any other advanced hominids, but look at those round ears and the black pupils. I’ve traveled far more worlds than you, boy, and I’ve never seen any species like this.”
“He kind of looks like a Corsarian,” the quiet Damocles said, standing in the back, looking downward. “Only without the pallid skin and those creepy eyes.”
“Kind of does, doesn’t he?” Spaide reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of shades. “Here, this should cover your oddity.”
Vincent was astounded. “Oddity?”
“Just wear the damn glasses!”
Vincent put on the shades and saw his reflection in the surface of the elevator glass. Now I look like the Unabomber , he thought, looking at the ridiculous specs and the hood over his head. Presently, the elevator came to a stop.
“Be very quiet,” Exander said.
The vivacious hallway the elevator opened to was not like Vincent expected. Instead of the filthy corridors like the ones on the bottom floors, these were laid with a crimson carpet. The walls were richly detailed with velvet wallpaper and thoroughly engraved with stucco decorations. Every ten feet there was a flower urn, and paper-thin monitors lined the top portion of the walls, streaming commercials of the hotel and its number of accommodations.
People— creatures —of various species made their way through the passage without paying the companions much heed. Most of the creatures were humanoid; and from afar, some—like the prevalent Xenians and the Dirsalians —even resembled everyday humans. They were all dressed stylishly: donning robes, pompous suits, and long dresses with no signs of weapons of any kind. Even the security guards, whom Vincent figured out to be some sort of complex robots, carried batons.
At the end of the hallway was a staircase that led them to a rotunda full of the hotel’s current guests. Gigantic chandeliers were suspended in midair, slowly floating beneath the forty-foot ceiling that was covered in hundreds of beautiful images which periodically changed. A projecting cornice supported by semi-columns ran across the entire area. The patterned floor was made of black marble with a striking mosaic design around the edges. A hologram screening a green alien woman explaining the hotel’s hospitality was atop a pedestal in the middle. Around the pedestal was the information desk with six females of different species. One of the women, Vincent noticed, had two pairs of arms. Bellboys, who were blue reptilian creatures, instantly ran up to them, hoping for a tip in exchange for their help, but one look from Exander made them change their minds.
Exander led the team to one of the room’s six exits, which turned into a busy enclosed skywalk, its walls and ceiling made of thick glass providing a spectacular view of the outside.
The hotel was a massive skyscraper surrounded by six smaller ones. Three skywalks connected each smaller skyscraper to the main building at different levels. The sun had finally set, its last rays dazzling over the horizon composed of grey peaks. The nocturnal life of the planet was becoming evident, especially from this height: jets, aerial buses, and the thousands of billboards lit up the city along with the sky that held millions of stars, probably thrice the amount visible from Earth.
The skywalk exited into the smaller building. There were hallways going in every direction, lined with rooms. Following several turns and stairways, Exander stopped by one of the doors and uttered a word that slid it open.
“Everybody, get inside,” he
“We’re not sure of this yet,” Exander insisted. “Especially the intelligent part,” he then muttered.
Gaia rolled her violet eyes and sighed.
As the lift took off, Spaide couldn’t shut up any longer. “Come on, let’s be reasonable. Have you ever seen anyone who looks like that?” He pointed at Vincent. “Sure, he has the same skin and hair as any other advanced hominids, but look at those round ears and the black pupils. I’ve traveled far more worlds than you, boy, and I’ve never seen any species like this.”
“He kind of looks like a Corsarian,” the quiet Damocles said, standing in the back, looking downward. “Only without the pallid skin and those creepy eyes.”
“Kind of does, doesn’t he?” Spaide reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of shades. “Here, this should cover your oddity.”
Vincent was astounded. “Oddity?”
“Just wear the damn glasses!”
Vincent put on the shades and saw his reflection in the surface of the elevator glass. Now I look like the Unabomber , he thought, looking at the ridiculous specs and the hood over his head. Presently, the elevator came to a stop.
“Be very quiet,” Exander said.
The vivacious hallway the elevator opened to was not like Vincent expected. Instead of the filthy corridors like the ones on the bottom floors, these were laid with a crimson carpet. The walls were richly detailed with velvet wallpaper and thoroughly engraved with stucco decorations. Every ten feet there was a flower urn, and paper-thin monitors lined the top portion of the walls, streaming commercials of the hotel and its number of accommodations.
People— creatures —of various species made their way through the passage without paying the companions much heed. Most of the creatures were humanoid; and from afar, some—like the prevalent Xenians and the Dirsalians —even resembled everyday humans. They were all dressed stylishly: donning robes, pompous suits, and long dresses with no signs of weapons of any kind. Even the security guards, whom Vincent figured out to be some sort of complex robots, carried batons.
At the end of the hallway was a staircase that led them to a rotunda full of the hotel’s current guests. Gigantic chandeliers were suspended in midair, slowly floating beneath the forty-foot ceiling that was covered in hundreds of beautiful images which periodically changed. A projecting cornice supported by semi-columns ran across the entire area. The patterned floor was made of black marble with a striking mosaic design around the edges. A hologram screening a green alien woman explaining the hotel’s hospitality was atop a pedestal in the middle. Around the pedestal was the information desk with six females of different species. One of the women, Vincent noticed, had two pairs of arms. Bellboys, who were blue reptilian creatures, instantly ran up to them, hoping for a tip in exchange for their help, but one look from Exander made them change their minds.
Exander led the team to one of the room’s six exits, which turned into a busy enclosed skywalk, its walls and ceiling made of thick glass providing a spectacular view of the outside.
The hotel was a massive skyscraper surrounded by six smaller ones. Three skywalks connected each smaller skyscraper to the main building at different levels. The sun had finally set, its last rays dazzling over the horizon composed of grey peaks. The nocturnal life of the planet was becoming evident, especially from this height: jets, aerial buses, and the thousands of billboards lit up the city along with the sky that held millions of stars, probably thrice the amount visible from Earth.
The skywalk exited into the smaller building. There were hallways going in every direction, lined with rooms. Following several turns and stairways, Exander stopped by one of the doors and uttered a word that slid it open.
“Everybody, get inside,” he
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