Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION things we planned; all the things we said we’d do if we became Greys ...? We were going to put the ordinary human beings first, remem- ber?” A pause, then: “Yes. I remember.” “Well, then?” “But now it is different.” “You’re like all the rest of them. They’ve promised you something big—dangled pre- sents in front of you—offered you a good job, I suppose.” “Tt is not like that.” The indifference of the voice exasperated him. It was with the greatest difficulty that he curbed his temper and, in a carefully-controlled tone, said: “I thought up some plans last night. I lay awake all night, Judith. I had to do something to save myself from going mad. And all I could think of was that we mustn’t get out of touch.” There was no nod, no sound, no movement of sympathy. “ We must try to break the 20 spell of the Greys,” he went on. “ You’ve got to resist anything they try to put over. If you keep in touch with me 2i07 For some reason he found himself speaking slowly and deliberately, as though trying to put something across to a rather stupid person who was incapable of sustained con- centration. No. No, it wasn’t like that at all. Rather, it was as though he were a child trying to attract the attention of someone older and wiser— someone who was really too busy to listen, who didn’t want to be bothered. That spurred him on. Judith was already in danger of succumbing to the Grey influence. He had to bring back to her mind the inten- sity and sincerity of those old plans and discussions they had had. “Tl come and see you every day,” he said. “ You must tell me everything that happens to you. I[’ll keep a detailed check on all you tell comicloooks.com