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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms -of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll -have to check the laws of the country where you are located before using -this ebook. - - - -Title: Security - -Author: Bryce Walton - -Release Date: October 4, 2019 [EBook #60421] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SECURITY *** - - - - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="figcenter"> - <img src="images/cover.jpg" width="355" height="500" alt=""/> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="titlepage"> -<h1>SECURITY</h1> - -<h2>BY BRYCE WALTON</h2> - -<p class="ph1"><i>If secrecy can be carried to the brink<br /> -of madness, what can happen when imprisonment<br /> -and time are added to</i> super <i>secrecy</i>?</p> - -<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br /> -Worlds of If Science Fiction, December 1957.<br /> -Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that<br /> -the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]</p> - -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p>We, Sam Lewis thought as he lay in the dark trying to sober up, are the -living dead.</p> - -<p>It was a death without honor. It was a death of dusty, sterile -stupidity. It was wretched, shameful, a human waste, and far too -ridiculous a business to bear any longer.</p> - -<p>The hell with the war. The hell with the government. The hell with -Secret Project X, Y, Z, or D, or whatever infantile code letter -identified the legalized tomb in which Sam and the others had been -incarcerated too long.</p> - -<p>He flung his hand around in the dark in a gesture of self-contempt. And -his hand found the soft contours of a woman's breast. Her warm body -moved, sighed beside him as he turned his head and stared at the dim -outline of Professor Betty Seton's oval face, soft and unharried in -sleep. Unharried, and unmarried, he thought.</p> - -<p>Good God. He detached his hand, slipped out of bed and stood in the -middle of the floor, found his nylon coverall and sandals, dressed -silently, and opened the door to get out of Betty's apartment, but fast.</p> - -<p>He glanced back, his face hot with bitterness and his mouth twisting -with disgust. She moved slightly, and he knew she was awake and looking -at him.</p> - -<p>"Darling," she said thickly, "don't go."</p> - -<p>She was awake but still drifting in the euphoria of Vat 69.</p> - -<p>He felt both sad and very mean. Then he shut the door behind him, ran -out into the desert night. The line of camouflaged barracks on one -side, the grounds including the lab buildings, all loomed up darkly -under the starlight. He took a deep breath.</p> - -<p>Now, he asked himself, have you the guts to get out, tell them off, -make the gesture? It won't do any good. Nobody else will care or -understand. They're too numb and resigned. You'll never get past the -fence. The Guards will haul you in to the Wards and work you over. -They'll work over what's left until what's left won't be worth carrying -over to the incinerator with the other garbage in the morning. You'll -be brainwashed and cleared until you're on mental rock bottom and won't -even know what direction up is, and you won't give a damn.</p> - -<p>But don't you have the guts even to make the gesture, just for the sake -of what's left of your integrity, before they dim down your futile -brain cells to a faint glow of final and perpetual mediocrity?</p> - -<p>Betty and he had clung to some integrity, had made a point of not -getting too intimate, a kind of challenge, a hold-out against the -decadence of the Project. What was left now of any self-respect?</p> - -<p>A security Guard with his white helmet and his white leather harness -and his stungun, sauntered by and Lewis ducked into the shadows beside -the barracks. His heart skipped several thumps as the Guard paused, -looked at the entrance to Betty's apartment. Maybe someone had reported -his liaison with Betty.</p> - -<p>Beautiful and desirable as she was, and as much as he wanted to marry -her, he had not been able to marry Betty Seton. If the war ever ended, -if the security curtain was ever lifted, if they were ever let out of -compulsive Government employment, then they would get married. That was -what they had kept telling one another during quick secret meetings.</p> - -<p>If, if, if——</p> - -<p>Somewhere along the trail of this last alcoholic binge, one or both -of them had abandoned what they had both considered an important -tradition. It wasn't much, but they had clung to it against temptation, -knowing that once they gave in, it wasn't much further to the bottom of -skidhill.</p> - -<p>Betty Seton had been a world famous physicist. Sam Lewis had been a -top-rate atomics engineer. And what are we now, he thought, watching -the Guard, except just a couple of alky bums looking for a few extra -kicks to keep us from admitting we're dead?</p> - -<p>A request for a marriage license had never been answered. Betty Seton -did not have "Q" clearance for some reason. Sam had full clearance and -worked in The Pit, the highest "Q" security section in the Project. -And never the twain could meet. If their little tryst was discovered, -Betty Seton would be taken to the mental wards and 'cleared', a polite -term for having any security info you might have picked up cleaned out -of your brain along with a great many other characteristics that made -you a distinct personality. It was just one of those necessary evils. -It had to be done. For security. Psychological murder in the name of -Security.</p> - -<p>The Guard walked on and disappeared around the corner of the end -barracks building.</p> - -<p>Lewis started walking aimlessly in the dark, up and down in front of -the barracks, past the blacked out windows and doors and the shadowy -hulks of the lab buildings, and beyond that the camouflaged entrances -to other subterranean labs, the synthetic food plants, the stores, and -supplies. The Project was self-sustaining; in complete, secure and -sterile isolation from the world, from all of humanity.</p> - -<p>He headed for Professor Melvin Lanier's apartment. Tonight the big -party was at Lanier's. There was a drunken brawl going on all the time -at someone's apartment. There was nothing else to do.</p> - -<p>Liquor, tranquillizing drugs, wife-swapping, dope addiction, -dream-pills, sleeping tablets, and that was it. That was what the -Project had come to. Experimental work at the Project had wobbled to a -dead end.</p> - -<p>Only the pathetic and meaningless motions remained.</p> - -<p>Still, he thought, as he walked in through the open door of Lanier's -apartment, there <i>is</i> a war on. H-bombs and A-bombs outlawed, but -anything less than that was sporting.</p> - -<p>He wanted to do what he could, but he was squelched; just as everyone -else here was smothered and rendered useless by regulations and a -Government of complete and absolute secrecy carried to its ultimate -stupid denominator in the hands of political and military incompetents.</p> - -<p>Still, there is a war on, he thought again as he walked into the big -living room filled with artificial light and even more artificial -laughter. Was it possible to do something, just some little thing, to -shake loose this caged brain?</p> - -<p>A few more drinks, he thought, will help me reach another completely -indecisive decision.</p> - -<p>In another two hours he would have to report back to the Pit. No reason -for it now. It was just his job, his patriotic duty. Progress in -nuclear developments and reactor technology in the Pit had ground to a -dismal halt for him over seven months ago.</p> - -<p>Yes, no doubt about it, he needed a few more shots to make palatable -for a while longer his standing membership in the walking dead.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Through shadows in the garden, shapes wavered about drunkenly to the -throb of hi-fi. Lewis went to the robotic barkeep and started drinking. -This time, however, he didn't feel any effects. He stood looking -around, ashamed, made sicker by what he saw: some of the world's finest -minds, top scientists, reduced to shallow burbling buffoons.</p> - -<p>Dave Nemerov, Nobel Prize Winner in physics, weaved up to Sam and -looked at him out of bleary eyes. "Hi, Sammy. All full of gloom again, -boy?"</p> - -<p>Nemerov, a chubby little man dressed in shorts and nothing else, -frowned with drunken exaggeration. "Easy does it, Sammy. You might find -the security boys giving you a lobotomy rap."</p> - -<p>A drop of sweat ran down the side of Lewis' high-boned cheek.</p> - -<p>"Well, what's the great physicist been doing for his country?" Lewis -asked. He knew that Nemerov hadn't even been in his lab for over a -month. He even remembered when Nemerov had griped about the shortage -of technically trained personnel, the policy of secrecy that clouded, -divided and obstructed his work, hampered his research until it finally -was no longer worth the struggle. His story was the story of everyone -in the Project. He couldn't get information from other departments and -projects, because of secrecy. They were all cut off from one another. -No information was ever released from the restricted list. Most -important documents were secret, and had remained out of reach.</p> - -<p>The only declassified documents available in the project were -grade-school stuff that everybody had known twenty years ago.</p> - -<p>For an instant, Nemerov appeared almost sober, and completely saddened.</p> - -<p>"I've forgotten what I was working on," Nemerov said.</p> - -<p>"Have another drink then," Lewis said, "and you'll forget that you've -forgotten."</p> - -<p>They clinked glasses. "Smile, Sammy," Nemerov said. "It can't last -forever. We'll soon get the word. The war will be over."</p> - -<p>"What war?" Lewis whispered.</p> - -<p>"Ssshhh, Sammy, for God's sake!" Nemerov moistened his lips and looked -around, but there weren't any Guards at the party. There never were. -The Guards had a barracks of their own in the Commander's private -sector. They never talked to civilians. They never attended parties. -They kept strictly to themselves. So did the Commander. For almost a -year now, as far as Lewis knew, no civilian in the Project had seen the -Commander. His reports were issued daily. Occasionally his voice was -heard on the intercom.</p> - -<p>"Wonder who is winning the war out there?" Lewis said, to no one in -particular. He thought of Betty. Some whiskey spilled from the shot -glass.</p> - -<p>"I wish you would shut up," Nemerov said hoarsely.</p> - -<p>It still seemed incredible to Lewis, that the military psychologists -had decided among themselves that, for the sake of security, all -intercommunication between the Project and the outside was to be cut -off. No news, no television, no radio, no nothing. For security, -and also on the theory that scientists could work better completely -cloistered up like medieval monks. Not even a phone-call. Absolute, -one-hundred percent isolation. Legalized catatonia.</p> - -<p>They had choked this Project to death, and he wondered how many others -were dead, and where they were. He didn't know where this Project was, -except that it was on the desert. He didn't even know for sure what -desert. He had been drugged when he was brought here two years ago, for -security you know.</p> - -<p>Nemerov never mentioned his wife and kids any more. From the behavior -of Nemerov and most of the others, you would think the outside no -longer existed.</p> - -<p>Cardoza, the cybernetic genius, came up, his eyes glazed with the -effects of some new narcotic that Oliver Dutton, world renowned -biochemist, had cooked up for want of anything better to do.</p> - -<p>The wives of two other scientists hung on Cardoza's arms, their bodies -mostly bare, their eyes dulled as they wandered about the room like -radar for the promise of some emotional oasis in the wasteland.</p> - -<p>"How you fellas like my robotic barkeep?" Cardoza yelled.</p> - -<p>"It pours a nice glass of whiskey," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>"This is only the beginning," Cardoza said, his mouth glistening and -wet under his hopped-up eyes. "That barkeep's a perfect servant and -can never make a mistake. Spent the last year building it. It can mix -anything."</p> - -<p>"It'll practically win the war for us," Lewis said. Nemerov wiped at -his sweating face. The two straying wives stared dumbly.</p> - -<p>Cardoza winced. "Don't be cutting, my friend," he said to Lewis. His -mouth turned down at the corners. "I tried, just as the rest of us -tried. To go on and develop what I was sent here to develop, I need -"Q" clearance. I can't get it because when the war started I wasn't a -citizen. Is that clear, Lewis?"</p> - -<p>"Forget it," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>"That's what I intend to keep on doing," Cardoza said. "Meanwhile, my -little robotic barkeep is only the beginning. I'm working on other -even more ingenious automata. One will do card tricks. Another is a -tight-wire artist. And one can even tell fortunes."</p> - -<p>"How about one that can drag humans out of a hat?" Lewis asked.</p> - -<p>"Come on, ladies," Cardoza said as he moved away. "Let's go play Dr. -McWilliams' new Q-X game."</p> - -<p>"Ohhh," one of the wives said, giggling. "Something <i>new</i>?"</p> - -<p>"Yeah," Lewis said to her, thinking of the fact that at one time, long -ago and far away, McWilliams had been working on a theory supposed to -have been aimed far beyond Einstein. "McWilliams' new mathmatical game. -This one's also played in the dark. Mixed couples of course. Q-X, the -big mathmatical discovery of the age. People get lost in pairs and -later in the dark they add up to bigger numbers."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Lewis shoved off from the bar, and walked toward the far corner of -the garden where he saw old Shelby Stenger, the great atomics expert, -flat on his belly, lying in the moonlight with fountain water misting -his face, snoring like a tired old dog, with a little thread of drool -hanging out of the corner of his mouth.</p> - -<p>Mac Brogarth, nuclear physicist, came waltzing grotesquely across the -garden and toppled backward into the pool under the fountain and lay -there too weak even to raise his head out of the water. He would have -drowned if Lewis hadn't lifted it out for him.</p> - -<p>The old man in Lewis' arms looked up at Lewis with a passing light of -tragic sobriety.</p> - -<p>"Sam Lewis," he said. "That's you, isn't it, Sam? I had a cabin up near -Lake Michigan and I was going up there to finish important work. I'll -never get back there, Sam. I know now that I never will. I never will."</p> - -<p>Lewis stood up. Without seeing or hearing anyone, he walked out into -the dry coolness of the starlit desert night.</p> - -<p>He walked between the barracks, past the messhall toward the labs, -turned down the length of that ominous looking hulk which concealed The -Pit, and the Monster with which Lewis had worked until there was no use -working any more. Beyond that, he saw the electric fence, and the white -helmeted Guards standing at rigid attention.</p> - -<p>He walked over there, his shoes crunching on sand and gravel, and -looked into the Guard's face. It was a mask, expressionless, and -rigid. Its eyes were hardly human, Lewis thought. It had many of the -characteristics of Cardoza's robotic barkeep.</p> - -<p>Lewis knew that the security Guards had been worked over in the Wards -until there was no possibility of their being security risks. Any -classified thought, even if it penetrated one side of their heads, -quickly drained through the sieved brain and out the other side.</p> - -<p>"Carry on, soldier," Lewis said. The Guard didn't seem to hear.</p> - -<p>Lewis walked back toward the lab building covering The Pit.</p> - -<p>The conflict was like a knife slicing him apart inside. What if he made -a grandstand gesture now? It would be much worse perhaps than merely -being sent into the Wards for a little mental working over. He would -be found guilty of sabotage, tried by the Commander's kangaroo court -martial, found guilty of being a traitor to his country, a foreign -agent probably. He would be placed inside a gas chamber on a stool and -a little gas pellet would be dropped on his lap.</p> - -<p>And anyway, aside from his own punishment, would it be morally right? -Maybe I'm the one who is crazy, he thought. Maybe it's hell out there, -reduced to God knew what kind of social chaos. Maybe we're about to -win. Maybe we're about to lose. Maybe as bad as it is, it's the best -one could expect during the greatest crisis.</p> - -<p>He went inside, and took the elevator down one floor into the -lead-lined Pit.</p> - -<p>He walked up to the control panel and looked through the thick layers -of shielding transparent teflo-nite into the Pit, watching the Monster -indirectly through the big lenticular screen disc above the control -panel.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The Monster stood in the lead-lined Pit, inactive, as it had been -inactive for months. And even before that, during the months -when Lewis was learning to control the Monster until it seemed an -extension of his own nervous system, its work had become useless, -due to unobtainable documents and personnel, not to mention lack of -communication with other research centers.</p> - -<p>The Monster was part of a general plan to compensate for the out-lawing -of A- and H-bombs. The most deadly conceivable compromise. The Pit was -a deadly sea of radioactivity in which only a mechanical robot monster -could work. Outside the Pit, Lewis directed the Monster whose duty -was the construction of drone planes. A few had been built, but they -weren't quite effective, and now it was impossible to go on with the -experimentation. The parts were all there. Everything was there except -certain vital classified documents that could not be cleared into this -particular Project.</p> - -<p>Thousands of drone planes were to have been built, and perhaps were -being built in some other Project, but not in this one. Thousands -of drone planes with raw, un-shielded atomic engines, light and -inordinately powerful with an indefinite cruising range, remote -controlled, free of fallible human agency, loaded with bacteriological -bombs, the terrible gas known as the G-agent, and in addition, loaded -'spray' tanks that would spew deadly gamma rays and neutrons over -limitless areas of atmosphere.</p> - -<p>Lewis moved his hands over the sensitive controls, and through the -lenticular disc, watched The Monster respond with the delicate -gestures of a gigantic violinist. The Monster was a robot, ten times -bigger than Cardoza's barkeep, and when Lewis moved his hands, the -Monster moved its own huge mandibles as its electro-magnum, colloid -brain, picked up Lewis' mental directions.</p> - -<p>The Monster was immune to radiation, and bacteriological horrors. -It swam in death as unconcerned as a lovely lady wallowed in a pink -bubble-bath.</p> - -<p>Lewis sat in the twilight of the Pit making the monster move about -in its futile rounds. Lewis loved the Monster and felt the wasteful -tragedy of its magnificent potential. A wonder of the world, a -reaffirmation of man's imagination and his powers of reason, the -Monster was built for what might seem horribly destructive ends, but -its potential was for limitless achievement of the best and most -far-reaching in man. Yet here it was, doing nothing at all. Standing in -a sea of radioactive poison, a gigantic symbol of man's stupidity to -man.</p> - -<p>Could a man know the truth and continue to deny it, and still remain -sane? You could go on living that way. You could take happy pills, -sleeping pills, dream-pills and stay lushed-up on government liquor. -But sooner or later you would have to face the horrible empty waste. -After that loomed the face of madness.</p> - -<p>And yet, Lewis thought, how do I know that I know the truth? I'm cut -off. No info, no communication. For all I know we're the only people -left in the world. An oasis of secrecy surrounded by desert.</p> - -<p>Lewis walked back up to the first floor, and out into the night, -heading for Betty Seton's apartment. Maybe she was sober enough now -to talk this thing over. The hell with security regulations. Just the -same, he walked along in the shadow next to the building to avoid any -eye-witness of his proposed rendezvous.</p> - -<p>Science, he thought, was really another name for freedom. It couldn't -function without freedom of thought, freedom of inquiry. You -couldn't mix it up with security and cut off communication, because -communication is the essence of science. An idea is universal, and how -can you go on thinking when you're no longer a part of the world?</p> - -<p>Whatever the decision arrived at in Lewis' own heart might otherwise -have been, he was never to know. His decision was made for him by an -hysterical laugh, the sound of scuffling on boards, and another laugh. -He came around the corner of the barracks and saw the Guard manhandling -Betty Seton down the steps of her apartment building.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The guard was big, built like a wedge, with a flat bulldog face bunched -up under his white helmet. The Guard's brain had been carefully honed -down to an efficient, completely unintelligent but precise fighting -machine level. He neither knew nor cared why he did anything. But he -was handicapped by having Betty Seton in one hand. He was whirling, -raising his stungun with the other hand, when Lewis hit him.</p> - -<p>Lewis drove in with his weight behind first a solid long blow that -broke a rigid wall of muscle in the Guard's belly, turned it to soft -clay. Betty fell free and lay laughing on the gravel. Her face was a -white smear in the starlight.</p> - -<p>Lewis brought his knee up into the Guard's face as he bent over, sank -another one into the soft belly, kicked the Guard in the crotch, -stamped on his booted foot, came back and ran forward again, driving -his shoulder again into the Guard's belly. The Guard's feet hit the -bottom step, he smashed into the boards, and his helmet flew off as his -head thudded on the stanchion.</p> - -<p>The Guard just shook his shaven head, started to get up heavily, -reaching again for his stungun, his face expressionless. Lewis heard -footsteps pounding around the corner, slashing on gravel.</p> - -<p>More Guards. Dehumanized and insensitive, they were almost as -invulnerable as so many robots—</p> - -<p>He turned, ran past Betty Seton, stilly lying there with only a thin -housecoat around her, not laughing now, but looking suddenly sober and -horrified.</p> - -<p>"Betty!"</p> - -<p>She stared up at him. A block away he could hear the Guards coming and -he kept on running. He yelled back.</p> - -<p>"Get a jeep. Get Brogarth, Cardoza, Nemerov, anybody. We're breaking -out of here."</p> - -<p>"Where?" he heard her yelling after him as he went around the corner.</p> - -<p>He glanced back around the corner and saw the herd of mechanized human -beings slogging toward him.</p> - -<p>"Near the gate," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>He ran toward the Pit.</p> - -<p>He ran down the steps, into the console room and looked into the -lenticular disc where a ghostly blue radiance shadowed the walls.</p> - -<p>"We're going to do ourselves some good after all, Monster," Lewis said -tightly.</p> - -<p>He gripped the controls and sent the Monster its last set of orders. -It hurled tons of drone plane motors into the shielding walls, and its -huge mandibles ripped open the shielding and peeled it away like a food -canister. Smoke began to boil. Flames crackled in blue arcs. Steel -beams crumbled like wax. Globs of concrete fell in a cloud of dust -swirling debris.</p> - -<p>Lewis grabbed the intercom, dialed the Commander's office. No answer. -He got through the exchange and got the Commander's apartment. He -heard a drunken whine and behind that the drunken depraved laughter of -officers and their wives and the sound of bongo drums.</p> - -<p>"The Monster's breaking out of the Pit," Lewis said. "It's shooting out -more than enough deadly radioactivity to kill all of you if you don't -get the hell out and get out fast."</p> - -<p>"What, what's that?"</p> - -<p>"If you think I'm having a nightmare," Lewis continued, "take a look -out the window, Commander."</p> - -<p>Lewis dropped the intercom. The Monster could go quite a distance -before it stopped, its remote control radius probably not exceeding -three miles.</p> - -<p>The Monster went out of the Pit, taking walls and flooring with it. -The entire structure trembled, beams fell, ceilings crumbled, and the -Monster went through the smoking debris like a juggernaut.</p> - -<p>A Guard lay crushed under a steel beam. Lewis took the stungun from -his hand and went up the debris choked stairs. Outside, he saw figures -streaming out into the starlight, and the lab buildings bursting into -flames. He also saw the Monster, glowing with bluish radiance, moving -straight ahead toward the electric fence.</p> - -<p>The siren was screaming and howling. Shadows seemed to be streaming -toward air-raid shelters. That was all right. The security curtain was -torn down. They could come back up later into the light and wonder what -had happened and find out where they really were.</p> - -<p>Guards were running about like ugly toys out of control, looking, -listening for commands.</p> - -<p>Lewis ran through thickening smoke, and saw the jeep by the South Gate. -Betty was in it, together with Brogarth and Nemerov.</p> - -<p>"Hurry, hurry, run," he heard Betty scream.</p> - -<p>The Guard was cutting at an angle toward Lewis, between him and the -jeep. Beyond the Guard was a gaping hole in the fence and on the other -side of that he could see the gigantic flickering nimbus of the Monster -still walking toward the East.</p> - -<p>Lewis kept running. Five feet away he brought up the stungun and shot -the Guard in the face. Lewis jumped under the wheel of the jeep, -slammed it into gear and they headed down the concrete strip and -straight for the gap in the fence.</p> - -<p>"What happened to Cardoza?" Lewis asked.</p> - -<p>Brogarth said from the back seat, "He said he didn't want to be labeled -a security risk and be executed for sabotage."</p> - -<p>Nemerov was drunk and he kept mumbling incoherently, and sometimes -giving out with bits and pieces of half remembered poetry.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>About a mile out in the sand and next to a wall of sandstone, they -waited for any signs of pursuit. There were none. They rested there -until morning, only an hour and a half away, and when they looked back -toward the location of the Project, they could see nothing that looked -any different from sand, brush, rocks and red sandstone.</p> - -<p>"Perfect camouflage," Nemerov said as the jeep started up again. "You -could walk within fifty feet of that fence and never know there was any -Project there."</p> - -<p>Later a hot wind came up and they ran into the Monster lying dead on -its face with dust devils dancing over it.</p> - -<p>An old prospector leading a burro came around the wall of sandstone and -looked at the Monster, then at the occupants of the jeep.</p> - -<p>"Howdy, folks," he said.</p> - -<p>"Hello," Lewis said. "We're lost. Where are we and which way do we go -to get to civilization?"</p> - -<p>"What's that thing?" the prospector asked, looking at the Monster.</p> - -<p>"A scientific experiment that was never finished," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>"What I figured," the prospector said. "You scientists out here always -up to something." He pointed to the right. "Keep going that way and -you'll find a narrow road. Follow it and you'll hit the middle of the -valley and a highway right into the Chocolate Mountains."</p> - -<p>Lewis knew where he was. The Chocolate Mountains walled off the rushing -Colorado River from the Imperial Valley and Los Angeles farther on.</p> - -<p>"Thanks," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>"How's the war going these days?" Betty asked.</p> - -<p>The prospector scratched his head and replaced his felt hat. He looked -at them oddly.</p> - -<p>"You must have been holed up in the hills a long time, Miss. There -ain't been any war for two years. They started one, but the first -couple of days scared everybody too much and they called the whole -thing off. Where you folks been anyways, to the Moon?"</p> - -<p>"Practically," Lewis said.</p> - -<p>As the jeep moved away, Nemerov turned and looked back at the Monster -and the old prospector who still stood there gazing at it.</p> - -<p>"'My name,'" Nemerov said, "'is Ozymandias, King of Kings. Look on my -works, ye Mighty, and despair. Round the decay of that colossal wreck, -boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away.'"</p> - - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Security, by Bryce Walton - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SECURITY *** - -***** This file should be named 60421-h.htm or 60421-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/0/4/2/60421/ - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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If you are not located in the United States, you'll -have to check the laws of the country where you are located before using -this ebook. - - - -Title: Security - -Author: Bryce Walton - -Release Date: October 4, 2019 [EBook #60421] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SECURITY *** - - - - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - - - - - SECURITY - - BY BRYCE WALTON - - _If secrecy can be carried to the brink - of madness, what can happen when imprisonment - and time are added to_ super _secrecy_? - - [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from - Worlds of If Science Fiction, December 1957. - Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that - the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] - - -We, Sam Lewis thought as he lay in the dark trying to sober up, are the -living dead. - -It was a death without honor. It was a death of dusty, sterile -stupidity. It was wretched, shameful, a human waste, and far too -ridiculous a business to bear any longer. - -The hell with the war. The hell with the government. The hell with -Secret Project X, Y, Z, or D, or whatever infantile code letter -identified the legalized tomb in which Sam and the others had been -incarcerated too long. - -He flung his hand around in the dark in a gesture of self-contempt. And -his hand found the soft contours of a woman's breast. Her warm body -moved, sighed beside him as he turned his head and stared at the dim -outline of Professor Betty Seton's oval face, soft and unharried in -sleep. Unharried, and unmarried, he thought. - -Good God. He detached his hand, slipped out of bed and stood in the -middle of the floor, found his nylon coverall and sandals, dressed -silently, and opened the door to get out of Betty's apartment, but fast. - -He glanced back, his face hot with bitterness and his mouth twisting -with disgust. She moved slightly, and he knew she was awake and looking -at him. - -"Darling," she said thickly, "don't go." - -She was awake but still drifting in the euphoria of Vat 69. - -He felt both sad and very mean. Then he shut the door behind him, ran -out into the desert night. The line of camouflaged barracks on one -side, the grounds including the lab buildings, all loomed up darkly -under the starlight. He took a deep breath. - -Now, he asked himself, have you the guts to get out, tell them off, -make the gesture? It won't do any good. Nobody else will care or -understand. They're too numb and resigned. You'll never get past the -fence. The Guards will haul you in to the Wards and work you over. -They'll work over what's left until what's left won't be worth carrying -over to the incinerator with the other garbage in the morning. You'll -be brainwashed and cleared until you're on mental rock bottom and won't -even know what direction up is, and you won't give a damn. - -But don't you have the guts even to make the gesture, just for the sake -of what's left of your integrity, before they dim down your futile -brain cells to a faint glow of final and perpetual mediocrity? - -Betty and he had clung to some integrity, had made a point of not -getting too intimate, a kind of challenge, a hold-out against the -decadence of the Project. What was left now of any self-respect? - -A security Guard with his white helmet and his white leather harness -and his stungun, sauntered by and Lewis ducked into the shadows beside -the barracks. His heart skipped several thumps as the Guard paused, -looked at the entrance to Betty's apartment. Maybe someone had reported -his liaison with Betty. - -Beautiful and desirable as she was, and as much as he wanted to marry -her, he had not been able to marry Betty Seton. If the war ever ended, -if the security curtain was ever lifted, if they were ever let out of -compulsive Government employment, then they would get married. That was -what they had kept telling one another during quick secret meetings. - -If, if, if---- - -Somewhere along the trail of this last alcoholic binge, one or both -of them had abandoned what they had both considered an important -tradition. It wasn't much, but they had clung to it against temptation, -knowing that once they gave in, it wasn't much further to the bottom of -skidhill. - -Betty Seton had been a world famous physicist. Sam Lewis had been a -top-rate atomics engineer. And what are we now, he thought, watching -the Guard, except just a couple of alky bums looking for a few extra -kicks to keep us from admitting we're dead? - -A request for a marriage license had never been answered. Betty Seton -did not have "Q" clearance for some reason. Sam had full clearance and -worked in The Pit, the highest "Q" security section in the Project. -And never the twain could meet. If their little tryst was discovered, -Betty Seton would be taken to the mental wards and 'cleared', a polite -term for having any security info you might have picked up cleaned out -of your brain along with a great many other characteristics that made -you a distinct personality. It was just one of those necessary evils. -It had to be done. For security. Psychological murder in the name of -Security. - -The Guard walked on and disappeared around the corner of the end -barracks building. - -Lewis started walking aimlessly in the dark, up and down in front of -the barracks, past the blacked out windows and doors and the shadowy -hulks of the lab buildings, and beyond that the camouflaged entrances -to other subterranean labs, the synthetic food plants, the stores, and -supplies. The Project was self-sustaining; in complete, secure and -sterile isolation from the world, from all of humanity. - -He headed for Professor Melvin Lanier's apartment. Tonight the big -party was at Lanier's. There was a drunken brawl going on all the time -at someone's apartment. There was nothing else to do. - -Liquor, tranquillizing drugs, wife-swapping, dope addiction, -dream-pills, sleeping tablets, and that was it. That was what the -Project had come to. Experimental work at the Project had wobbled to a -dead end. - -Only the pathetic and meaningless motions remained. - -Still, he thought, as he walked in through the open door of Lanier's -apartment, there _is_ a war on. H-bombs and A-bombs outlawed, but -anything less than that was sporting. - -He wanted to do what he could, but he was squelched; just as everyone -else here was smothered and rendered useless by regulations and a -Government of complete and absolute secrecy carried to its ultimate -stupid denominator in the hands of political and military incompetents. - -Still, there is a war on, he thought again as he walked into the big -living room filled with artificial light and even more artificial -laughter. Was it possible to do something, just some little thing, to -shake loose this caged brain? - -A few more drinks, he thought, will help me reach another completely -indecisive decision. - -In another two hours he would have to report back to the Pit. No reason -for it now. It was just his job, his patriotic duty. Progress in -nuclear developments and reactor technology in the Pit had ground to a -dismal halt for him over seven months ago. - -Yes, no doubt about it, he needed a few more shots to make palatable -for a while longer his standing membership in the walking dead. - - * * * * * - -Through shadows in the garden, shapes wavered about drunkenly to the -throb of hi-fi. Lewis went to the robotic barkeep and started drinking. -This time, however, he didn't feel any effects. He stood looking -around, ashamed, made sicker by what he saw: some of the world's finest -minds, top scientists, reduced to shallow burbling buffoons. - -Dave Nemerov, Nobel Prize Winner in physics, weaved up to Sam and -looked at him out of bleary eyes. "Hi, Sammy. All full of gloom again, -boy?" - -Nemerov, a chubby little man dressed in shorts and nothing else, -frowned with drunken exaggeration. "Easy does it, Sammy. You might find -the security boys giving you a lobotomy rap." - -A drop of sweat ran down the side of Lewis' high-boned cheek. - -"Well, what's the great physicist been doing for his country?" Lewis -asked. He knew that Nemerov hadn't even been in his lab for over a -month. He even remembered when Nemerov had griped about the shortage -of technically trained personnel, the policy of secrecy that clouded, -divided and obstructed his work, hampered his research until it finally -was no longer worth the struggle. His story was the story of everyone -in the Project. He couldn't get information from other departments and -projects, because of secrecy. They were all cut off from one another. -No information was ever released from the restricted list. Most -important documents were secret, and had remained out of reach. - -The only declassified documents available in the project were -grade-school stuff that everybody had known twenty years ago. - -For an instant, Nemerov appeared almost sober, and completely saddened. - -"I've forgotten what I was working on," Nemerov said. - -"Have another drink then," Lewis said, "and you'll forget that you've -forgotten." - -They clinked glasses. "Smile, Sammy," Nemerov said. "It can't last -forever. We'll soon get the word. The war will be over." - -"What war?" Lewis whispered. - -"Ssshhh, Sammy, for God's sake!" Nemerov moistened his lips and looked -around, but there weren't any Guards at the party. There never were. -The Guards had a barracks of their own in the Commander's private -sector. They never talked to civilians. They never attended parties. -They kept strictly to themselves. So did the Commander. For almost a -year now, as far as Lewis knew, no civilian in the Project had seen the -Commander. His reports were issued daily. Occasionally his voice was -heard on the intercom. - -"Wonder who is winning the war out there?" Lewis said, to no one in -particular. He thought of Betty. Some whiskey spilled from the shot -glass. - -"I wish you would shut up," Nemerov said hoarsely. - -It still seemed incredible to Lewis, that the military psychologists -had decided among themselves that, for the sake of security, all -intercommunication between the Project and the outside was to be cut -off. No news, no television, no radio, no nothing. For security, -and also on the theory that scientists could work better completely -cloistered up like medieval monks. Not even a phone-call. Absolute, -one-hundred percent isolation. Legalized catatonia. - -They had choked this Project to death, and he wondered how many others -were dead, and where they were. He didn't know where this Project was, -except that it was on the desert. He didn't even know for sure what -desert. He had been drugged when he was brought here two years ago, for -security you know. - -Nemerov never mentioned his wife and kids any more. From the behavior -of Nemerov and most of the others, you would think the outside no -longer existed. - -Cardoza, the cybernetic genius, came up, his eyes glazed with the -effects of some new narcotic that Oliver Dutton, world renowned -biochemist, had cooked up for want of anything better to do. - -The wives of two other scientists hung on Cardoza's arms, their bodies -mostly bare, their eyes dulled as they wandered about the room like -radar for the promise of some emotional oasis in the wasteland. - -"How you fellas like my robotic barkeep?" Cardoza yelled. - -"It pours a nice glass of whiskey," Lewis said. - -"This is only the beginning," Cardoza said, his mouth glistening and -wet under his hopped-up eyes. "That barkeep's a perfect servant and -can never make a mistake. Spent the last year building it. It can mix -anything." - -"It'll practically win the war for us," Lewis said. Nemerov wiped at -his sweating face. The two straying wives stared dumbly. - -Cardoza winced. "Don't be cutting, my friend," he said to Lewis. His -mouth turned down at the corners. "I tried, just as the rest of us -tried. To go on and develop what I was sent here to develop, I need -"Q" clearance. I can't get it because when the war started I wasn't a -citizen. Is that clear, Lewis?" - -"Forget it," Lewis said. - -"That's what I intend to keep on doing," Cardoza said. "Meanwhile, my -little robotic barkeep is only the beginning. I'm working on other -even more ingenious automata. One will do card tricks. Another is a -tight-wire artist. And one can even tell fortunes." - -"How about one that can drag humans out of a hat?" Lewis asked. - -"Come on, ladies," Cardoza said as he moved away. "Let's go play Dr. -McWilliams' new Q-X game." - -"Ohhh," one of the wives said, giggling. "Something _new_?" - -"Yeah," Lewis said to her, thinking of the fact that at one time, long -ago and far away, McWilliams had been working on a theory supposed to -have been aimed far beyond Einstein. "McWilliams' new mathmatical game. -This one's also played in the dark. Mixed couples of course. Q-X, the -big mathmatical discovery of the age. People get lost in pairs and -later in the dark they add up to bigger numbers." - - * * * * * - -Lewis shoved off from the bar, and walked toward the far corner of -the garden where he saw old Shelby Stenger, the great atomics expert, -flat on his belly, lying in the moonlight with fountain water misting -his face, snoring like a tired old dog, with a little thread of drool -hanging out of the corner of his mouth. - -Mac Brogarth, nuclear physicist, came waltzing grotesquely across the -garden and toppled backward into the pool under the fountain and lay -there too weak even to raise his head out of the water. He would have -drowned if Lewis hadn't lifted it out for him. - -The old man in Lewis' arms looked up at Lewis with a passing light of -tragic sobriety. - -"Sam Lewis," he said. "That's you, isn't it, Sam? I had a cabin up near -Lake Michigan and I was going up there to finish important work. I'll -never get back there, Sam. I know now that I never will. I never will." - -Lewis stood up. Without seeing or hearing anyone, he walked out into -the dry coolness of the starlit desert night. - -He walked between the barracks, past the messhall toward the labs, -turned down the length of that ominous looking hulk which concealed The -Pit, and the Monster with which Lewis had worked until there was no use -working any more. Beyond that, he saw the electric fence, and the white -helmeted Guards standing at rigid attention. - -He walked over there, his shoes crunching on sand and gravel, and -looked into the Guard's face. It was a mask, expressionless, and -rigid. Its eyes were hardly human, Lewis thought. It had many of the -characteristics of Cardoza's robotic barkeep. - -Lewis knew that the security Guards had been worked over in the Wards -until there was no possibility of their being security risks. Any -classified thought, even if it penetrated one side of their heads, -quickly drained through the sieved brain and out the other side. - -"Carry on, soldier," Lewis said. The Guard didn't seem to hear. - -Lewis walked back toward the lab building covering The Pit. - -The conflict was like a knife slicing him apart inside. What if he made -a grandstand gesture now? It would be much worse perhaps than merely -being sent into the Wards for a little mental working over. He would -be found guilty of sabotage, tried by the Commander's kangaroo court -martial, found guilty of being a traitor to his country, a foreign -agent probably. He would be placed inside a gas chamber on a stool and -a little gas pellet would be dropped on his lap. - -And anyway, aside from his own punishment, would it be morally right? -Maybe I'm the one who is crazy, he thought. Maybe it's hell out there, -reduced to God knew what kind of social chaos. Maybe we're about to -win. Maybe we're about to lose. Maybe as bad as it is, it's the best -one could expect during the greatest crisis. - -He went inside, and took the elevator down one floor into the -lead-lined Pit. - -He walked up to the control panel and looked through the thick layers -of shielding transparent teflo-nite into the Pit, watching the Monster -indirectly through the big lenticular screen disc above the control -panel. - - * * * * * - -The Monster stood in the lead-lined Pit, inactive, as it had been -inactive for months. And even before that, during the months -when Lewis was learning to control the Monster until it seemed an -extension of his own nervous system, its work had become useless, -due to unobtainable documents and personnel, not to mention lack of -communication with other research centers. - -The Monster was part of a general plan to compensate for the out-lawing -of A- and H-bombs. The most deadly conceivable compromise. The Pit was -a deadly sea of radioactivity in which only a mechanical robot monster -could work. Outside the Pit, Lewis directed the Monster whose duty -was the construction of drone planes. A few had been built, but they -weren't quite effective, and now it was impossible to go on with the -experimentation. The parts were all there. Everything was there except -certain vital classified documents that could not be cleared into this -particular Project. - -Thousands of drone planes were to have been built, and perhaps were -being built in some other Project, but not in this one. Thousands -of drone planes with raw, un-shielded atomic engines, light and -inordinately powerful with an indefinite cruising range, remote -controlled, free of fallible human agency, loaded with bacteriological -bombs, the terrible gas known as the G-agent, and in addition, loaded -'spray' tanks that would spew deadly gamma rays and neutrons over -limitless areas of atmosphere. - -Lewis moved his hands over the sensitive controls, and through the -lenticular disc, watched The Monster respond with the delicate -gestures of a gigantic violinist. The Monster was a robot, ten times -bigger than Cardoza's barkeep, and when Lewis moved his hands, the -Monster moved its own huge mandibles as its electro-magnum, colloid -brain, picked up Lewis' mental directions. - -The Monster was immune to radiation, and bacteriological horrors. -It swam in death as unconcerned as a lovely lady wallowed in a pink -bubble-bath. - -Lewis sat in the twilight of the Pit making the monster move about -in its futile rounds. Lewis loved the Monster and felt the wasteful -tragedy of its magnificent potential. A wonder of the world, a -reaffirmation of man's imagination and his powers of reason, the -Monster was built for what might seem horribly destructive ends, but -its potential was for limitless achievement of the best and most -far-reaching in man. Yet here it was, doing nothing at all. Standing in -a sea of radioactive poison, a gigantic symbol of man's stupidity to -man. - -Could a man know the truth and continue to deny it, and still remain -sane? You could go on living that way. You could take happy pills, -sleeping pills, dream-pills and stay lushed-up on government liquor. -But sooner or later you would have to face the horrible empty waste. -After that loomed the face of madness. - -And yet, Lewis thought, how do I know that I know the truth? I'm cut -off. No info, no communication. For all I know we're the only people -left in the world. An oasis of secrecy surrounded by desert. - -Lewis walked back up to the first floor, and out into the night, -heading for Betty Seton's apartment. Maybe she was sober enough now -to talk this thing over. The hell with security regulations. Just the -same, he walked along in the shadow next to the building to avoid any -eye-witness of his proposed rendezvous. - -Science, he thought, was really another name for freedom. It couldn't -function without freedom of thought, freedom of inquiry. You -couldn't mix it up with security and cut off communication, because -communication is the essence of science. An idea is universal, and how -can you go on thinking when you're no longer a part of the world? - -Whatever the decision arrived at in Lewis' own heart might otherwise -have been, he was never to know. His decision was made for him by an -hysterical laugh, the sound of scuffling on boards, and another laugh. -He came around the corner of the barracks and saw the Guard manhandling -Betty Seton down the steps of her apartment building. - - * * * * * - -The guard was big, built like a wedge, with a flat bulldog face bunched -up under his white helmet. The Guard's brain had been carefully honed -down to an efficient, completely unintelligent but precise fighting -machine level. He neither knew nor cared why he did anything. But he -was handicapped by having Betty Seton in one hand. He was whirling, -raising his stungun with the other hand, when Lewis hit him. - -Lewis drove in with his weight behind first a solid long blow that -broke a rigid wall of muscle in the Guard's belly, turned it to soft -clay. Betty fell free and lay laughing on the gravel. Her face was a -white smear in the starlight. - -Lewis brought his knee up into the Guard's face as he bent over, sank -another one into the soft belly, kicked the Guard in the crotch, -stamped on his booted foot, came back and ran forward again, driving -his shoulder again into the Guard's belly. The Guard's feet hit the -bottom step, he smashed into the boards, and his helmet flew off as his -head thudded on the stanchion. - -The Guard just shook his shaven head, started to get up heavily, -reaching again for his stungun, his face expressionless. Lewis heard -footsteps pounding around the corner, slashing on gravel. - -More Guards. Dehumanized and insensitive, they were almost as -invulnerable as so many robots-- - -He turned, ran past Betty Seton, stilly lying there with only a thin -housecoat around her, not laughing now, but looking suddenly sober and -horrified. - -"Betty!" - -She stared up at him. A block away he could hear the Guards coming and -he kept on running. He yelled back. - -"Get a jeep. Get Brogarth, Cardoza, Nemerov, anybody. We're breaking -out of here." - -"Where?" he heard her yelling after him as he went around the corner. - -He glanced back around the corner and saw the herd of mechanized human -beings slogging toward him. - -"Near the gate," Lewis said. - -He ran toward the Pit. - -He ran down the steps, into the console room and looked into the -lenticular disc where a ghostly blue radiance shadowed the walls. - -"We're going to do ourselves some good after all, Monster," Lewis said -tightly. - -He gripped the controls and sent the Monster its last set of orders. -It hurled tons of drone plane motors into the shielding walls, and its -huge mandibles ripped open the shielding and peeled it away like a food -canister. Smoke began to boil. Flames crackled in blue arcs. Steel -beams crumbled like wax. Globs of concrete fell in a cloud of dust -swirling debris. - -Lewis grabbed the intercom, dialed the Commander's office. No answer. -He got through the exchange and got the Commander's apartment. He -heard a drunken whine and behind that the drunken depraved laughter of -officers and their wives and the sound of bongo drums. - -"The Monster's breaking out of the Pit," Lewis said. "It's shooting out -more than enough deadly radioactivity to kill all of you if you don't -get the hell out and get out fast." - -"What, what's that?" - -"If you think I'm having a nightmare," Lewis continued, "take a look -out the window, Commander." - -Lewis dropped the intercom. The Monster could go quite a distance -before it stopped, its remote control radius probably not exceeding -three miles. - -The Monster went out of the Pit, taking walls and flooring with it. -The entire structure trembled, beams fell, ceilings crumbled, and the -Monster went through the smoking debris like a juggernaut. - -A Guard lay crushed under a steel beam. Lewis took the stungun from -his hand and went up the debris choked stairs. Outside, he saw figures -streaming out into the starlight, and the lab buildings bursting into -flames. He also saw the Monster, glowing with bluish radiance, moving -straight ahead toward the electric fence. - -The siren was screaming and howling. Shadows seemed to be streaming -toward air-raid shelters. That was all right. The security curtain was -torn down. They could come back up later into the light and wonder what -had happened and find out where they really were. - -Guards were running about like ugly toys out of control, looking, -listening for commands. - -Lewis ran through thickening smoke, and saw the jeep by the South Gate. -Betty was in it, together with Brogarth and Nemerov. - -"Hurry, hurry, run," he heard Betty scream. - -The Guard was cutting at an angle toward Lewis, between him and the -jeep. Beyond the Guard was a gaping hole in the fence and on the other -side of that he could see the gigantic flickering nimbus of the Monster -still walking toward the East. - -Lewis kept running. Five feet away he brought up the stungun and shot -the Guard in the face. Lewis jumped under the wheel of the jeep, -slammed it into gear and they headed down the concrete strip and -straight for the gap in the fence. - -"What happened to Cardoza?" Lewis asked. - -Brogarth said from the back seat, "He said he didn't want to be labeled -a security risk and be executed for sabotage." - -Nemerov was drunk and he kept mumbling incoherently, and sometimes -giving out with bits and pieces of half remembered poetry. - - * * * * * - -About a mile out in the sand and next to a wall of sandstone, they -waited for any signs of pursuit. There were none. They rested there -until morning, only an hour and a half away, and when they looked back -toward the location of the Project, they could see nothing that looked -any different from sand, brush, rocks and red sandstone. - -"Perfect camouflage," Nemerov said as the jeep started up again. "You -could walk within fifty feet of that fence and never know there was any -Project there." - -Later a hot wind came up and they ran into the Monster lying dead on -its face with dust devils dancing over it. - -An old prospector leading a burro came around the wall of sandstone and -looked at the Monster, then at the occupants of the jeep. - -"Howdy, folks," he said. - -"Hello," Lewis said. "We're lost. Where are we and which way do we go -to get to civilization?" - -"What's that thing?" the prospector asked, looking at the Monster. - -"A scientific experiment that was never finished," Lewis said. - -"What I figured," the prospector said. "You scientists out here always -up to something." He pointed to the right. "Keep going that way and -you'll find a narrow road. Follow it and you'll hit the middle of the -valley and a highway right into the Chocolate Mountains." - -Lewis knew where he was. The Chocolate Mountains walled off the rushing -Colorado River from the Imperial Valley and Los Angeles farther on. - -"Thanks," Lewis said. - -"How's the war going these days?" Betty asked. - -The prospector scratched his head and replaced his felt hat. He looked -at them oddly. - -"You must have been holed up in the hills a long time, Miss. There -ain't been any war for two years. They started one, but the first -couple of days scared everybody too much and they called the whole -thing off. Where you folks been anyways, to the Moon?" - -"Practically," Lewis said. - -As the jeep moved away, Nemerov turned and looked back at the Monster -and the old prospector who still stood there gazing at it. - -"'My name,'" Nemerov said, "'is Ozymandias, King of Kings. 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