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picture in Trask's mind's eye to a seemingly physical,
genesis. And it was still growing.
apparently solid figure right there in front of him! But
The precog Guy Teale stood to the left of Trask. Like
only apparently solid, for obviously it wasn't real.
lan Goodly, he was 'gifted' in reading the future, a suspect
The ring formed by the espers was maybe fifteen to
talent at best. The future didn't like being read and had
eighteen feet in diameter; the location of the smouldering
kicked back more than once. Teale was small, thin,
corpse where it tumbled backwards, head over heels, free
jumpy. Easily startled, he lived on his nerves. His
of the floor, as on some invisible spit, was no more than
sometime partner Frank Robinson, a spotter who infallibly
ten feet away from any individual viewer. If it were solid
recognized other espers, stood next to him. Robinson was
- if it were 'here' at all - then the figure would have to be
as blond as Teale was dark; boyish and freckled, he
that of a child or a dwarf. But its proportions were those
looked only nineteen or thereabouts, which was seven
of a normal, adult human being. And so the apparition
years short of the mark. The pair had worked with Trask
was some kind of hologram, viewed as from a
on the Keogh job some six or seven months ago; they'd
considerably greater distance than was apparent. It was
helped him corner the Necroscope in his house near
like a scene in a crystal ball: they were seeing something
Edinburgh, and burn the place to the ground. That had
which had happened, or which
caused Harry to escape right out of this world to a place
on the other side of the Perchorsk
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Gate. Since then, everyone who knew the score had Keogh something, the whole world. It would have been
prayed that he wouldn't be back. And he hadn't been ... so easy for the Necroscope to release the plague of
... Until now? Trask wondered. Is this - image - is it vampirism which he carried within himself upon all
Harry? And he suspected that they were all wondering humanity and be emperor here, with an entire planet for
the same thing. And just like him, they'd all be glad that his empire. But instead he'd let them hound him into exile
it was only an image. in an alien world of vampires, where he would be just
Paul Garvey, a full-blown telepath, stood directly one more monster. Harry had let it happen, yes, before the
opposite Trask on the other side of the circle. He caught Thing inside him could take full control.
Trask's eye through the rotation of the projection and But whenever Trask thought back on that, on the alien
nodded almost imperceptibly. It was his passions which had governed Harry - how he'd looked
acknowledgement of Trask's thought, which Garvey had the last time Trask saw him, in the garden of his burning
'heard'. Yes, they were all thinking pretty much the same house not far from Edinburgh - then his own mixed
thing. emotions would sort themselves out in short order, and he
Garvey was tall, well-built, and had been a good- would know it was for the best:
looking thirty-five year old. But then, that time six The lower half of Harry's figure had been mist-shro-
months ago, he'd tackled a murderous swine called :ded, visible only as a vague outline in the opaque, milky
Johnny Found and lost most of the left side of his face. swirl of his vampire mist ... but the rest of him had been
Since then some of the best plastic surgeons in England all too visible. He'd worn an entirely ordinary suit of