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ditch and watched as the detail dropped men in pairs at fifty-yard intervals.
Another five minutes and they would have intercepted me--along with whatever else they were after.
I worked my way back across an empty lot and found a strip of lesser underbrush lined with shaggy trees, beneath which a patch of cracked sidewalk showed here and there.
Several things were beginning to be a little clearer now: The person who had pushed the button to bring me out of stasis hadn't been around to greet me, because no one pushed it. The automatics, triggered by some malfunction, had initiated the recovery cycle.
The system's self-contained power unit had been designed to maintain a star-ship crewman's minimal vital functions indefinitely, at reduced body temperature and metabolic rate. There was no way to tell exactly how long I had been in the tank. From the condition of the fence and the roads, it had been more than a matter of weeks--or even months.
Had it been a year ... or more? I thought of Ginny and the boy, waiting at home--thinking the old man was dead, probably. I'd neglected them before for my work, but not like this....
Our house was six miles from the base, in the foothills on the other side of town. It was a long walk, the way I felt--but I had to get there.
Two hours later, I was clear of the town, following the river bank west.
I kept having the idea that someone was following me. But when I stopped to listen, there was never anything there; just the still, cold night, and the frogs, singing away patiently in the low ground to the south.
When the ground began to rise, I left the road and struck off across the open field. I reached a wide street, followed it in a curve that would bring me out at the foot of Ridge Avenue--my street. I could make out the shapes of low, rambling houses now.
It had been the kind of residential section the local Junior Chamber members had hoped to move into some day. Now the starlight that filtered through the cloud cover showed me broken windows, doors that sagged open, automobiles that squatted on flat, dead tires under collapsing car shelters--and here and there a blackened, weed-grown foundation, like a gap in a row of rotting teeth.
The neighborhood wasn't what it had been. How long had I been away? How long...?
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