By F. Paul Wilson
Are you able to think a brand new chemical compound, a non-addictive fashion designer drug that heightens your assertiveness, opens the door on your primal self, supplying you with an part anyplace you compete? no matter if in the street or the soccer box, in a lecture room or a boardroom. Wouldn’t you be tempted to aim it . . . only once? What occurs if it releases uncontrollable rage and makes you a killer?
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It was probably another short circuit in a place he’d never checked before. He’d ﬁxed the bridge gyro compass twelve times in the last month. This time would have made a baker’s dozen. But then something exploded within the ship, and he found his ears ringing and his six-foot-two, two-hundred-thirty pound frame ﬂying through the air, crashing through the door to the CO’s stateroom. Ferociously, the deck bounced up and down, and then up again, as if some great leviathan had grabbed hold of the Chevalier’s bow and was using her to swat ﬂies on the ocean’s surface.
Like the good sailor he was, he began to make his way carefully along the tilted deck to carry out his orders. He couldn’t help it if the ship’s ofﬁce was on the way. TREMAIN’S skin felt warm and then cool—sticky and then slippery. He couldn’t breathe for what seemed like minutes, and then all of a sudden he could, taking in deep breaths of a strangely putrid yet sweet smelling mixture of air and petro leum vapor. The old wound throbbed on the side of his head, along with several new ones. His whole body ached, but he was familiar 48 R.
After staring at the motionless body for several minutes and collecting his senses, Tremain ﬁnally concluded that it was not one of the men who had been with him on the torpedo mount. Rolling over onto his side, he felt a sensation that the ship was rapidly slowing. One glance forward through the drifting clouds of smoke told him why. The Chevalier’s star board breakwater shield was missing, allowing Tremain an uninhibited view up forward. And his eyes could scarcely be lieve what they saw. The Chevalier’s bow had been severed, completely blown off.