Аннотация
THE SYMBIONTS WHO WERE
ESCORTING EZRI BEGAN TO
WITHDRAW,
but before they moved back toward the surface, each of them touched her with an electrical tendril. A moment later she was alone, floating in the stygian gloom.
In spite of the darkness and the isolation, she wasn’t afraid. Although the symbionts had not communicated with her verbally, their meaning seemed crystal clear to her. They aren’t abandoning me. They want me to continue downward, but they can’t—or know they mustn’t?—go below this point.
Another thought, less benign, occurred to her: They don’t know what’s down here any more than I do.
She noticed that the increasingly viscous water seemed to be fighting her, almost as though Mak’ala itself was trying to reject her presence.
She glanced at her wrist-mounted sensor display. As far as she could tell, the dark cavern into which she was descending was bottomless; she knew that at some point ...
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