Message De Frolix 8 by Philip K. Dick
By Philip K. Dick
Sur Terre, en l'an 2135, ce sont les Exceptionnels et les Hommes nouveaux qui gouvernent - surdoués, technocrates et tyranniques. Et les Ordinaires obéissent, sans désespérer tout à fait... Ils se souviennent, en effet, de Thors Provoni, un Ordinaire comme eux, mais rebelle. A bord d'un vaisseau, il s'est échappé dans los angeles galaxie, à los angeles recherche d'alliés qui libéreront l. a. Terre de l'oppression. Où est-il ? Vit-il encore ? Oui, un messager clandestin circule : Provoni revient, undertaking réussie. Ce que le message ne dit pas, c'est que l'aide qu'il a obtenue est celle des Frolixiens, des créatures non humaines... Va-t-il avec eux sauver los angeles Terre, ou los angeles perdre ?
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What are you eating. Whatever we can find. Whatever you can find. Yeah. He looked at the boy. You wont shoot, he said. That's what you think. You aint got but two shells. Maybe just one. And they'll hear the shot. Yes they will. But you wont. How do you figure that? Because the bullet travels faster than sound. It will be in your brain before you can hear it. To hear it you will need a frontal lobe and things with names like colliculus and temporal gyrus and you wont have them anymore. They'll just be soup.
Coughing. Then he heard on the road behind them what sounded like a diesel truck. Quick, he whispered. Quick. He shoved the pistol in his belt and grabbed the boy by the hand and he dragged the cart through the trees and tilted it over where it would not so easily be seen. The boy was frozen with fear. He pulled him to him. It's all right, he said. We have to run. Dont look back. Come on. He slung their knapsacks over his shoulder and they tore through the crumbling bracken. The boy was terrified.
One block at a time. A faint smell of woodsmoke on the air. They waited in a store and watched the street but nothing moved. They went through the trash and rubble. Cabinet drawers pulled out into the floor, paper and bloated cardboard boxes. They found nothing. All the stores were rifled years ago, the glass mostly gone from the windows. Inside it was all but too dark to see. They climbed the ribbed steel stairs of an escalator, the boy holding on to his hand. A few dusty suits hanging on a rack.