AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Here we go,” Dekka said. She spread her hands flat against the container, palms downward.
The container rose.
Sam lay staring up at the sky, which was no real sky. The stars were paling. The moon had set.
How fast were they rising? The barrier was quite near, just a few dozen yards away from the train. For the first time in his life, he wished he’d paid more attention in geometry. There was no doubt a formula for how long it would be before they scraped against the barrier.
If Astrid were here, she would be able to—
Scrreeech!
The door end of the container was scraping and the entire container tilted wildly.
“Hold on!” Sam yelled.
He gripped the ribs even tighter. But he realized with a pleasant surprise that he was weightless against the container. He was holding on to keep from floating up.
Chunk! Chunk! Screeee!
The container banged a couple of times, tilted even more sharply, and yet rose. Rose!
Suddenly Sam’s knuckles, chest, and face were against the barrier. It was like grabbing a power line. Pain that obliterated every other thought. It was not his first time touching the barrier, but it was the first time he’d had his face pressed against it.
“Dekka!” Sam cried.
“Doing my best!” she yelled.
The container became more nearly level and Sam could at least loosen his grip on the steel ribs, which allowed him to press his hands down by his side and keep them from being crushed.
The barrier moved away from his face, blessed relief, but all the while the screeching sound of steel being dragged along the barrier continued.
Screeeeee.
Still rising. Faster. The air rushed past as their speed increased.
How high? They would either stall or fall or, if somehow Dekka could keep it up, they would rise and follow the curve of the dome. As they reached the top of the arc, their faces would be crushed against the barrier again. Sam wasn’t looking forward to that.
Sam rolled onto his stomach and wormed his way to the edge of the container. There wasn’t much to see below. No lights. No way to know exactly where they were. He wished he had Albert’s map, maybe he could make some sense out of the patterns of shadow and dimly perceived, starlit heights.
Looking up, he could not see the barrier at this height; it was not the smooth, pearly translucence he was used to. It was more as if he was pressed against glass, seeing stars beyond it. He’d halfway expected to find the stars were something painted on, but of course that was crazy. The barrier maintained the illusion even up here. He felt himself flying, staring out into the near-void of space.
“How are you doing, Dekka?”
“I can’t believe it’s working. But Sam . . .”
“What?”
“I’m numb, I can’t feel it, it doesn’t hurt, but I can hear them, Sam. I can hear mouths chewing, Sam.”
What did he say to that? “Hang in there, Dekka.”
“It’s like we’re floating through the stars,” Dekka said. “I’m pretending we’re floating up to heaven.”
“Kind of hope we’re not,” Sam said.
The screeching sound had changed pitch as speed built. And there was a very stiff breeze now, pressing down on him as the container, unbound from gravity, flew and screeched.
“I wish you had not found me,” Toto said. “I was happier alone.”
