Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

which one she reacted to. “Greta Barnes,” Nothing, he keptgoing, “Glenelle Mason, Leslie Adams,” still nothing, hedreaded saying it, “Glayet Samrova,” whew, still no reaction,“Adele Rendellyn,” no, "Thom Husband,” whew, no reactionthere either, “Reggie Whitebush...” he found himself out ofguesses.“I didn’t ask you to guess, I know you won’t get it.”“Morgan Evans?” Alan tried.“Might as well give it up.”“Victoria? Mom?”“You’re getting colder,”He stopped playing. She stopped also.“So do you think there could be something alive?” sheasked. She was leaning back on him now and letting him holdher. This was something the natives spent a lot of time doing,especially in the basins with a lot of Elvish or Megnorinfluence, though her ethnicity was neither of them.“If it is, I doubt it would be something we could relate to.It certainly won’t be protoplasm.”“Neither are we,” she said, proving she was really one ofthe more educated members of the crew. She was right,physically Gordon’s Lamp looked more like those lumps ofice than a human being. He’d seen camera views of the logicplates as they were shuttled and blown. He’d seen it from aspacesuit as a young mortal. There had been only one biopodin the ship, and it certainly didn’t house the crew. It wasabandoned at 61 Cygni anyway. “It only matters how they51