Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

filter felt sort of like a grating that part of her could go thruand part couldn’t. It didn’t feel sharp or slicing, quite thecontrary, it felt thick and substantial. It stopped HER, but letsome of her substance pass. It was much worse than painful,it is like knowing something is slowly pulling your guts outbut you are too numb to feel it.What she had to do was analogous to sucking herselfback, getting all her data, everything she knew, everythingshe looked like, everything she was wearing, back on this sideof the grate. That feeling could only be trying to represent themovement of that data back and forth across the connection toThom’s quantum state readout instrumentation.She pulled back from the grate of that code filter. Sheknew she could send her code thru as data, but as data itwould never be run, the same as a backup. She had no way toget that code into the grant list back on Gordon’s Lamp. If hermind was as powerful as that of the Acolyte that held herhere, she should be able to figure out what electrons it took toget that pointer into the grant list and move them by adjustingtheir quantum states.Tometahin’s hold on her seemed a little like he washolding her up by her waist at arm’s length. The fact that hewas under strain was represented to her soul by vibrations inthose hands. She ‘leapt down’, let him stop holding her upthere against that grillwork. She felt him slump, although hisbody still appeared to be a cadaver.She wondered if adepts as powerful as this could re-510