Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 294: what you’re looking at

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possible, and | do owe you something. But surrender now, or be wiped out of your own brain. Defeat and ruin—and nothing but slow distorting death as reward for resistance. Lairds will caved in, his mind too chaotic for clear thought. Only one dull impulse came: / give up. You win, Daryesh. The collapsed body picked itself off the floor. Joana was bending anxiously over him. “Oh, what ts it, what’s wrong?” Daryesh collected himself and smiled — shakily. “Excitement will do this to me, now and then. | haven't fully mastered this alien nervous system yet. I’m all right now. Let's go.” Laird’s hand reached out and pulled the switch over. Daryesh shouted, an animal roar from the throat, and tried to recover it, and the body toppled again in a stasis of locked wills. lt was like a deliverance from hell, and still it was but the inevitable logic of events, as Laird’s own self reunited. Half of him still shaking with defeat, half realizing its own victory, he thought savagely: None of them noticed me do that. They were paying too much attention to my face. Or if they did, we’ve proved to them before that it’s only a harmless regulating switch. And— _ the lethal radiations are already flooding us! If you don’t cooperate now, Daryesh, I'll hold us here till we’re both dead! So simple, so simple. Because, sharing Daryesh’s memory, Laird had shared his knowledge of self-deception techniques. He had anticipated, with the buried half of his mind, that the Vwyrddan might pull some such trick, and had installed a posthypnotic command of his own. In a situation like this, when everything looked hopeless, his CORniclooo SS CO