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Justin Timberlake. Now he might be in an old folksâ home somewhere. So just remember. You are ancient.â
âAncient, maybe. But much bigger than you. And trained in the use of deadly force. Donât forget that.â
âAlso sworn to protect me, not threaten me,â I answered.
âAfter I put on the headset, can I tape your mouth shut too?â
I was glad for the joking around. It took away some of my fear about Ashley. But I couldnât escape one question. What if her kidnappers had found the ant-bot and I couldnât communicate with her?
The answer to that would arrive in the next few minutes.
âIâm ready for the headset,â I told Nate.
I felt him gently place the headset over my ears. Now I was completely trapped in darkness and silence. Which meant my brain would only respond to the signals from the robot.
I waited for the sensation of entering robot control. A feeling like I was falling off a cliff into a pitch-black void with no bottom.
It came.
Blind and in silence, I fell and fell and fell⦠.
CHAPTER 12
Somewhere, on the other end of the satellite, signals bounced back and forth between my brain and the ant-botâs computer. I expected to âwake upâ and see through the eyes of the ant-bot.
You see, with robot control, the information is simply sent to my brain from the robotâs eyes and robotâs ears. In turn, my brain sends the robot information on how to move, the same way the brain directs my human body when Iâm disconnected from robot control. I see and hear what the robot sees and hears. It moves the way my brain directs. Temporarily, itâs like my brain is inside the robot computer. All I have to do is mentally shout âStop!â and I disengage my brain from robot control.
Strapped to the bed, I waited for the falling sensation to end and for light signals from the ant-bot to reach my brain.
But the blackness remained.
It was as dark to my brain as if I were seeing through my own blindfolded eyes. In fact, for a moment I wondered if I had even managed to successfully link a signal between my brain and the ant-bot. Perhaps Ashley wouldnât even check the ant-bot until the time weâd talked aboutâlate tonight.
So I tested it by flexing my arms. I half expected to feel the pressure of straps against my skin. Instead I heard a tiny click, as if the robotâs tiny titanium arms and hands had hit something metallic.
Which meant the link had been established. My brain was receiving signals from the ant-bot. That meant I needed to explore the world around the ant-bot.
Groping in the darkness, I felt around with the robotâs hands. I slid backward. That was my own action. But I also felt the entire body of the ant-bot bounce up and down gently. This was happening to the ant-bot, not because of it.
So I was inside something that was being carried by someone. Hopefully that someone was Ashley.
My brain gradually adjusted to the signals reaching it, just like my own eyes adjusted to light. And far away I saw the tiniest crack of light.
I tried to reach it and was surprised to find it closer than I expected. I bumped into something like a tube.
Finally I realized.
It wasnât a tube but a hinge. With light coming through the tiniest of openings provided by the not-quite-perfect fit of the hinge.
I was inside Ashleyâs locket. The one her âparentsâ had given to her when theyâd come to pick her up from the Combat Force base. The one they said theyâd given her as a baby, kept all these years they thought she was dead, and now were finally able to give back to her.
I assumed she was wearing the locket around her neck. Rumblings vibrated through it and my ant-bot body.
Sound!
Loud sound!
Mentally I adjusted the sensitivity of the ant-botâs audio input.
The ant-bot works like a regular full-size robot, except on a smaller scale. The video lenses zoom from telescopic to
âAncient, maybe. But much bigger than you. And trained in the use of deadly force. Donât forget that.â
âAlso sworn to protect me, not threaten me,â I answered.
âAfter I put on the headset, can I tape your mouth shut too?â
I was glad for the joking around. It took away some of my fear about Ashley. But I couldnât escape one question. What if her kidnappers had found the ant-bot and I couldnât communicate with her?
The answer to that would arrive in the next few minutes.
âIâm ready for the headset,â I told Nate.
I felt him gently place the headset over my ears. Now I was completely trapped in darkness and silence. Which meant my brain would only respond to the signals from the robot.
I waited for the sensation of entering robot control. A feeling like I was falling off a cliff into a pitch-black void with no bottom.
It came.
Blind and in silence, I fell and fell and fell⦠.
CHAPTER 12
Somewhere, on the other end of the satellite, signals bounced back and forth between my brain and the ant-botâs computer. I expected to âwake upâ and see through the eyes of the ant-bot.
You see, with robot control, the information is simply sent to my brain from the robotâs eyes and robotâs ears. In turn, my brain sends the robot information on how to move, the same way the brain directs my human body when Iâm disconnected from robot control. I see and hear what the robot sees and hears. It moves the way my brain directs. Temporarily, itâs like my brain is inside the robot computer. All I have to do is mentally shout âStop!â and I disengage my brain from robot control.
Strapped to the bed, I waited for the falling sensation to end and for light signals from the ant-bot to reach my brain.
But the blackness remained.
It was as dark to my brain as if I were seeing through my own blindfolded eyes. In fact, for a moment I wondered if I had even managed to successfully link a signal between my brain and the ant-bot. Perhaps Ashley wouldnât even check the ant-bot until the time weâd talked aboutâlate tonight.
So I tested it by flexing my arms. I half expected to feel the pressure of straps against my skin. Instead I heard a tiny click, as if the robotâs tiny titanium arms and hands had hit something metallic.
Which meant the link had been established. My brain was receiving signals from the ant-bot. That meant I needed to explore the world around the ant-bot.
Groping in the darkness, I felt around with the robotâs hands. I slid backward. That was my own action. But I also felt the entire body of the ant-bot bounce up and down gently. This was happening to the ant-bot, not because of it.
So I was inside something that was being carried by someone. Hopefully that someone was Ashley.
My brain gradually adjusted to the signals reaching it, just like my own eyes adjusted to light. And far away I saw the tiniest crack of light.
I tried to reach it and was surprised to find it closer than I expected. I bumped into something like a tube.
Finally I realized.
It wasnât a tube but a hinge. With light coming through the tiniest of openings provided by the not-quite-perfect fit of the hinge.
I was inside Ashleyâs locket. The one her âparentsâ had given to her when theyâd come to pick her up from the Combat Force base. The one they said theyâd given her as a baby, kept all these years they thought she was dead, and now were finally able to give back to her.
I assumed she was wearing the locket around her neck. Rumblings vibrated through it and my ant-bot body.
Sound!
Loud sound!
Mentally I adjusted the sensitivity of the ant-botâs audio input.
The ant-bot works like a regular full-size robot, except on a smaller scale. The video lenses zoom from telescopic to
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