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screen filled with garbage characters. He stared at it for a
moment, then pounded on it with his fist. It stopped beeping, the
screen cleared, and on the display appeared an application for
employment. Gregson stared at it quizzically for a moment, then
shrugged and filled it out. Lord knows he was out of a job. It was
better than working for Bankrightk.
Gregson wandered around the settlement for a while, hungry,
unable to afford to eat, then in a depressed mood returned into the
wilderness heading for Vern Hudson's farm, hoping for another
charitable meal from Bethany. When he was in sight of the place,
Vern came running out, yelling hysterically. He was waving a
blaster in the air.
Gregson stopped short, wondering if the old man was angry at
him for something -- wondering if he should run. He almost did. But
there was desperation in the man's voice, and Gregson realized Vern
was yelling for help. "Bethany's out there!" he yelled at Gregson.
"Frank and Bethany went out there, and she's still out there!"
"What?"
"Frank came back, but Bethany didn't!" Vern yelled. He was
wild-eyed with panic and worry. "Can't get Frank to show me where
she is -- can't get him to talk at all!" He grabbed Gregson's arm,
looking at him desperately. "I can't go out there alone."
Gregson took a deep, calming breath, but he was still gritting
his teeth. "Okay," he said. "Let's follow the tracks."

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There were tracks all around Vern's fish pond. Gregson had
isolated Frank and Bethany's, but there were two more sets. He
remembered that the Bankrightk men had followed him there earlier,
then had run off when the terror struck. Gregson's fear was that
they had gone and armed themselves to the teeth, returning with
enough firepower to level the forest. His fears were justified when
he and Vern heard shouting and gunfire coming from the dense, dark
woods ahead.
Gregson already had his biotascope set to record when the
terror started. He had some interesting readings from his previous
encounter, and wanted to confirm them. After the terror started
working on him he ceased to care about the recordings ... there was
no good reason for him to be out there, except that Bethany was
lost somewhere and he needed to bring her back. His worry for her
was like an anchor that kept the terror from carrying him away.
The Bankrightk men continued to shout and fire their weapons.


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They sounded wild with fear and panic. "Those idiots," Gregson
whispered to Vern. "If Beth is out here, they're liable to kill