Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION that’s why the Greys do all the hard work on their own. The Greys have a more de- tached viewpoint than the rest of us, so they've taken law-making and government into their own hands.” “We are aware of these facts,” said the voice, with no trace of irony. “They are facts. You should accept them, because they are true.” Warren snorted, then re- mained silent as the car fell swiftly to rest before the roof entrance of the hospital. Efficient, soundless Greys had taken Judith inside in a matter of seconds. He fol- lowed. There was a lift, a corridor along which he moved in company with three Greys who did not speak to him, and then a room in which he waited for a long time, watching unseeingly the news flashes on the wall visor. At last the door slid open. A tall Grey with long, bare, incredibly - flexible _ fingers came in. | Warren got up. 12 The Grey said: “ Your friend is well.” For a moment a wild hope surged up in Warren’s mind. ‘““She’s well? You mean she’s going to be all right? I mean 24 “IT mean that the opera- tion has been successful. The transfer has been accom- plished.” Warren slumped back into his chair. “I see,” he said bleakly. “She’s ... one of you now.” ** es. 33 now. She is one of us THE GIFT OF WHAT amounted almost to immor- tality seemed at first one of the greatest benefits that had ever been bestowed on man- kind. There had, of course, been no promise by scientists of immortality. A thousand years in most cases, with perhaps some extensions to two thousand years : that was the extent of their original estimate. But a_ thousand years was immortality to a being who had regarded a comicloooks.com