The Lotus Caves
“He went around to the Millers for Paul’s first visiphone call, and was already restless from three days of mooching about, wondering what to do and whom to talk to. The screen’s circle showed Paul’s head and shoulders and, fuzzily, the room behind. He realized he had had some fantastic notion that there would be a landscape—trees and stuff—but of course Paul was in the rehabilitation center, under artificial gravity. The room was very little different from rooms here.
Conversation was strained and awkward. Halfway through contact was lost in a burst of static which drowned sound and vision for half a minute or more. Mr. Miller was swearing under his breath: you got no extra time for loss of picture. When it had cleared up, Paul said to him: “I set up my chess set for that game we were playing. I’ll mail you my next move.”
Mail came in with the supply rockets, photographically reduced onto transparencies which you read through a magnifier.
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