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understand my meaning. Your mind will simply evaporate if I set it free without giving it a vessel to fill.”
    Chris shuddered but he had no intention of letting the captain rattle him or change his mind. As a human being, they treated him like a punk, but as a physical equal, they treated him with far more respect. And if things went to hell, he was better equipped to defend himself as a humungous robot.
    He had quickly gone from being an annoying pest to being someone they had to worry about.
    Plus, he liked being able to look Samda in the eye as he flirted with her.
    As a human being, he’d have to crane his neck to do that. And if she didn’t like his banter she could just step on him like a bug while he was inside his own small human flesh. No, he liked everything better this way.
    It had been a pleasant surprise too, when his hunger pangs had vanished the moment he’d taken over the mechanized unit. He could only imagine how starving Samda was right now.
    As though she’d read his mind, she asked the captain, “I don’t suppose you have anything to eat on this ship?”

Topsy-Turvy
     
    They followed Number Four down meandering corridors. Number Four stopped at a dead end and pointed upwards. “Do as I do.”
    He put a foot on the wall and then his other foot. Then, like magic, he started to walk straight up the wall. As Chris neared the spot Number Four had walked up, he felt a tug on his metallic abdomen, like a magnet.
    Samda chuckled. “Wouldn’t it have been easier to install elevators?”
    “Actually, no. This was more cost effective; it’s more economical to simply walk to another level.”
    Chris jumped and bent his body. His feet clung to the wall as his orientation shifted. He heard Samda do the same thing as he caught up with Number Four.
    They approached the mouth at the end and Number Four said, “Just step over the edge.” He did so and disappeared from view.
    Samda and Chris followed suit. They were now in an identical corridor, but a level up.
    Chris asked, “Couldn’t you guys have used anti-gravity or something to just shoot you up here?”
    “Then how would you ever get back?”
    “Just a thought. Sorry.” He imagined that if it could shoot you up, then its polarity or whatever could just be reversed to shoot you back, but he knew better than to ask. He was out of his element with this technology and the suit wasn’t supplying him with the answers.
    Samda said, “I like it. All I had on my ship was a bunch of ladders to get from level to level, and a single pneumatic lift to get me from the top deck to the very bottom one.”
    Number Four chuckled. “It’s not a big deal. There are way cooler things on this ship. Now come on. It’s just around the corner.”

Dinner Time
     
    Number Four led them into a circular room with a tangle of hoses dangling from the ceiling in the middle.
    He said to Samda, “I’m going to run a scan on you to see which nutrients you’re short on. Then I’ll have them synthesized. It’s no gourmet meal , but it’ll get you by for awhile.”
    Chris said, “You guys told me you didn’t have any food here.” He said it accusatorily but Number Four didn’t take offense.
    “We do our best to avoid using the ship’s systems for anything but research. We would have fed you if it became absolutely necessary.”
    Samda said, “Alright then. Hurry up. I’m starving.”
    Number Four snatched a black handheld device that was dangling among the hanging hoses. It was as big as a loaf of bread and had a strange monitor on its face with bright green symbols scrolling across it. He held it toward Samda and then swiped it up and down her body. Then he stood and watched the symbols that appeared. He swiped his tentacle across the face and tapped the screen three times.
    He let the device go and it dangled among the hoses once again.
    But now the hoses were moving around like hanging vipers. Several of them swung around and their openings pointed at a single