Science Fiction: Welcome to my Worlds

in operation. “Yes, of course.”

“Good. I won’t be able to do an area stun again for several hours yet and we may run into more hostile humans so be ready with it. I may be otherwise occupied.”

The delicate right hand and arm only were now under his control. He gripped the weapon experimentally and noticed it was made for the left hand. “I could use it better with the other hand,” Nate began, then “Hmm.”

“What’s wrong?”

“This is a smartgun. It won’t work for anyone but the owner, without modifications.

“Can you fix it?”

“Given time and tools—which it seems we don’t have—sure.”

Nate lost control of the arm again as it flung the gun away to bounce off one of the buildings. He spun on his heel, started back toward the bodies, then abruptly stopped and sagged.

“Find one that will work. Hurry, we don’t have much time.” The other’s voice said from his mouth.

The body that wasn’t his was again under his complete control. Everything was just happening too fast. He needed some answers. He needed to get back to Silverstone Manor and let everyone know he was okay. Sort of okay,


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