Chapter 1.<br >HE WAS STANDING under a white-gold sky， with brown<br >shale under his feet.<br > Russell s image smiled. His red hair was a mane of<br >curls around his white face. Emerald earrings matched<br >the bright green of his eyes. He was holding out a hand<br >in welcome. The illusion was perfect. Jimson s<br >heartbeat quickened. He curled his fingers around the<br >cold hard visicube until the edges bit into his palm.<br >When he opened the fist， the image had not changed. It<br >looked at him from arm s length， clear and small， as far<br >away as the past.<br > He heard Raina s step outside the cubicle and<br >shoved the cube into a pocket. She came through the<br >sliding door， her dark hair set off by her white Senior s<br >smock.<br > "Well?" he asked， impatient to be gone.<br > "All negative. I don t know. why you think you re<br >sick." She always made the same joke.<br > "Same prescription?" he asked. Not that it mat-<br >tered. He d been on the damn drugs all his life without<br >knowing even their names.<br > "Exactly the same. It s holding you well." She<br >flipped the drug disc to him; he picked it from the air. It<br ><br >
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