〃Oh God 。。。〃
Another flash…and another…and then the ceiling lights came on; evenly illuminating the room。 Norman saw startled; frightened faces。 He sighed; exhaling slowly。 〃Jesus 。。。〃
〃How the hell did that happen?〃 Barnes said。
〃It was me;〃 Beth said。 〃I pushed this button。〃
〃Lets not go around pushing buttons; if you dont mind;〃 Barnes said irritably。
〃It was marked ROOM LIGHTS。 It seemed an appropriate thing to do。〃
〃Lets try to stay together on this;〃 Barnes said。
''76'' 〃Well; Jesus; Hat…〃
〃Just dont push any more buttons; Beth!〃
They were moving around the cabin; looking at the instrument panel; at the chairs。 All of them; that is; all except for Harry。 He stood very still in the middle of the room; not moving; and said; 〃Anybody see a date anywhere?〃
〃No date。〃
〃Theres got to be a date;〃 Harry said; suddenly tense。 〃And weve got to find it。 Because this is definitely an American spaceship from the future。〃
〃Whats it doing here?〃 Norman asked。 〃Damned if I know;〃 Harry said。 He shrugged。 Norman frowned。
〃Whats wrong; Harry?〃
〃Nothing。〃
〃Sure?〃
〃Yeah; sure。〃
Norman thought: Hes figured out something; and it bothers him。 But hes not saying what it is。
Ted said; 〃So this is what a time…travel machine looks like。
〃I dont know;〃 Barnes said。 〃If you ask me; this instrument panel looks like its for flying; and this room looks like a flight deck。〃
Norman thought so; too: everything about the room reminded him of an airplane cockpit。 The three chairs for pilot; copilot; navigator。 The layout of the instrumentation。 This was a machine that flew; he was sure of it。 Yet something was odd。 。。。
He slipped into one of the contoured chairs。 The soft leather…like material was almost too fortable。 He heard a gurgling: water inside?
〃I hope youre not going to fly this sucker;〃 Ted laughed。
〃No; no。〃
〃Whats that whirring noise?〃
The chair gripped him。 Norman had an instant of panic; feeling the chair move all around his body; squeezing his shoulders; wrapping around his hips。 The leather padding slid around his head; covering his ears; drawing down over ''77'' his forehead。 He was sinking deeper; disappearing inside the chair itself; being swallowed up by it。
〃Oh God 。。。〃
And then the chair snapped forward; pulling up tight before the control console。 And the whirring stopped。 Then nothing。
〃I think;〃 Beth said; 〃that the chair thinks you are going to fly it。〃
〃Umm;〃 Norman said; trying to control his breathing; his racing pulse; 〃I wonder how I get out?〃
The only part of his body still free were his hands。 He moved his fingers; felt a panel of buttons on the arms of the chair。 He pressed one。
The chair slid back; opened like a soft clam; released him。 Norman climbed out; and looked back at the imprint of his body; slowly disappearing as the chair whirred and adjusted itself。
Harry poked one of the leather pads experimentally; heard the gurgle。 〃Water…filled。〃
〃Makes perfect sense;〃 Barnes said。 〃Waters not pressible。 You can withstand enormous G…forces sitting in a chair like this。〃
〃And the ship itself is built to take great strains;〃 Ted said。 〃Maybe time travel is strenuous? Structurally strenuous?〃
〃Maybe。〃 Norman was doubtful。 〃But I think Barnes is right…this is a machine that flew。〃
〃Perhaps it just looks that way;〃 Ted said。 〃After all; we know how to travel in space; but we dont know how to travel in time。 We know that space and time are really aspects of the same thing; space…time。 Perhaps youre required to fly in time just the way you fly in space。 Maybe time travel and space travel are more similar than we think now。〃