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- Thatcher called a short war council. "We
- need to keep warm," he said. "We're
- going to take public transportation, so
- we need a cover. I suggest a Special
- Interest Group: Midwest Northern
- Hemisphere Winter Fauna? If anyone asks,
- we're looking for owls."
-
- "On public transportation?" Rover asked
- with a smile.
-
- Thatcher took him seriously. "We're
- headed toward Springfield North Park.
- Owls will be in winter plumage. They
- will be hunting mice, so once again, the
- rodent comes to our rescue. Winter
- plumage means their feathers will be
- white. Don't answer questions unless you
- have real details. Smile. There's a
- transport dropoff twelve kilometers
- east. Put up hoods, and for Helix' sake,
- make sure all personal monitors are
- off."
-
- There was nervous laughter at this last
- warning. Then they moved out into the
- snow.
-
- Many of them had never been topside in
- winter and had never personally seen
- snow, yet there was little horseplay.
-
- "We'll be seeing a lot of this stuff, I
- guess," Shem said to Rover.
-
- Rover grunted. "Not necessarily. A lot
- of Double-A is underground, like here.
- Unless you go up you don't see much,
- though in some places the ice is six to
- ten thousand feet thick."
-
- "I'm not sure I'll like that."
-
- There were no buildings, no lights, no
- voices. Only darkness and soft wind,
- gentle snow, the hush of woods and
- fields, the music of small creeks
- running under a thin layer of ice. Once
- a shape passed swiftly a few feet
- overhead. "What was that?" someone
- asked.
-
- "An owl. That was an owl. Didn't you see
- the white feathers?"
-
- Their pace was slow. Larin's ankle had
- swollen and finally, around nine-thirty
- they had to stop.
-
- Thatcher came over. "Let me look at
- that. We don't have much time before the
- last shuttle." He took her ankle in his
- hands, probing gently with his thumbs.
- "Here," he said, pressing against a
- tendon. "And here." He removed a small
- flat kit from one pocket. "Put your foot
- on this," he said. She did, and holding
- her ankle he pressed once more. A brief
- white glow came from the device, which
- he then replaced in his pocket. "OK," he
- said. "Five minutes and we can go."
-
- "What is that?" Peter asked.
-
- Thatcher shrugged. "Double-A can be a
- dangerous place. The glaciers have deep
- hidden crevasses. Ice breaks underfoot,
- whiteouts and sudden blizzards come up
- and make travel difficult. Injuries like
- this are common. We've developed
- techniques for dealing with them. It's a
- simple induction device. Combined with
- the right kind of tissue manipulation
- and energy the device can heal rapidly.
- She'll be all right now."
-
- Soon they were moving again, and ninety
- minutes later they arrived at the
- isolated oasis of light that indicated
- the transport dropoff, a cleared space
- in the wilderness with some local
- lighting in the reflected sunlight
- spectrum. It appeared as a brightly
- moonlit oval, despite the overcast.
-
- "Ten minutes to spare," Thatcher said.
- They huddled together, while Thatcher
- and Peter conferred. Thatcher did not
- seem to notice the cold, but Peter
- wrapped his arms around himself and
- shivered.
-
- "The induction field here allows a small
- tap," Thatcher said, looking at his palm
- screen. "Interesting. They've sent out a
- routine repair request for Decatur.
- Looks like the rats did it. They've
- explained the intrusion alarm as rats
- too. So far, so good. The next dangerous
- point is Lincoln, where we enter the
- Corridor.."
-
- "Everyone knows what we're doing," Peter
- said. "We're going owl watching."
-
- The transport arrived with a low hum. It
- was a thirty-seat ground-effect vehicle
- from the small feeder line that covered
- this area. The dropoff served Niantic
- North, a small, partially underground
- community. There were others on the bus.
- Peter tapped in their destination and
- purpose, giving Decatur SIG for natural
- history as their point of origin. It was
- unlikely that Chicago Node would
- question Decatur for confirmation.
-
- The bus lifted to fifteen feet and
- glided smoothly between the trees over
- its predetermined track. Twenty minutes
- later it set down at the Lincoln
- Dropoff, and they trooped off into the
- darkness, talking about owls. The two
- strangers on the bus had ignored them.
-