Sandcats of Rhyl (1978)
“Richards slept quietly, the faint sounds of his deep breathing obliterated by the gale-force wind. Heuser nodded, silently moved through the cabin and slipped into the seat beside his friend.
“Is he asleep, Heuser?” Nightwind wasn’t able to see as well inside the gloomy cabin as his companion. The infrared extension of the cyborg’s eyes would prove useful again.
“Yeah. I can make out the jerky motions in his eyelids. REM sleep. And if he can sleep with that infernal dust storm yowling outside, ...he could sleep through an atomic explosion.”
“Good. Have you been watching how he works the aircar?” Nightwind felt rather than actually saw the positive response. He continued, “I’m going to do a little plotting of my own on the computer. I want to see if he’s leading us a merry chase or if we’re heading straight for Devil’s Fang.”
“What’s wrong? Don’t you trust the old codger? He seems like a straight enough tracking character to me. A bit eccentric but, hell, living on this planet would drive anyone a little off their bearings.”MoreLess
“Is he asleep, Heuser?” Nightwind wasn’t able to see as well inside the gloomy cabin as his companion. The infrared extension of the cyborg’s eyes would prove useful again.
“Yeah. I can make out the jerky motions in his eyelids. REM sleep. And if he can sleep with that infernal dust storm yowling outside, ...he could sleep through an atomic explosion.”
“Good. Have you been watching how he works the aircar?” Nightwind felt rather than actually saw the positive response. He continued, “I’m going to do a little plotting of my own on the computer. I want to see if he’s leading us a merry chase or if we’re heading straight for Devil’s Fang.”
“What’s wrong? Don’t you trust the old codger? He seems like a straight enough tracking character to me. A bit eccentric but, hell, living on this planet would drive anyone a little off their bearings.”MoreLess
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