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The Generator
TheydidnotthinkthatGaltwouldgivein;theydidnotwanthimtogivein.Theydidnotthinkthatanythingcouldsavethemnow;theydidnotwanttobesaved.Movedbythepanicoftheirnamelessemotions,theyhadfoughtagainstrealityalltheirlives—andnowtheyhadreachedamomentwhenatlasttheyfeltathome.Theydidnothavetoknowwhytheyfeltit,theywhohadchosennevertoknowwhattheyfelt—theymerelyexperiencedasenseofrecognition,sincethiswaswhattheyhadbeenseeking,thiswasthekindofrealitythathadbeenimpliedinalloftheirfeelings,theiractions,theirdesires,theirchoices,theirdreams.ThiswasthenatureandthemethodoftherebellionagainstexistenceandoftheundefinedquestforanunnamedNirvana.Theydidnotwanttolive;theywantedhimtodie.
Thehorrorshefeltwasonlyabriefstab,likethewrenchofaswitchingperspective:shegraspedthattheobjectsshehadthoughttobehumanwerenot.Shewasleftwithasenseofclarity,ofafinalanswerandoftheneedtoact.Hewasindanger;therewasnotimeandnoroominherconsciousnesstowasteemotionontheactionsofthesubhuman.
"Wemustmakesure,"WesleyMouchwaswhispering,"thatnobodyeverlearnsaboutit..."
"Nobodywill,"saidFerris;theirvoiceshadthecautiousdroneofconspirators."It’sasecret,separateunitontheInstitutegrounds...
Sound-proofedandsafelydistantfromtherest...Onlyaveryfewofourstaffhaveeverenteredit...