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There were enemies that he had to fight by learning their customs and their language. He had to act like one of them, without giving himself away, without showing his true nature as an Earthling.
Nevertheless, there were places that resembled those he had left behind on Earth.
In those moments, his future seemed less grim–one more reason to get out of the mission alive.
“I started to read your book, but its really weird. Its not about real things.”
“Not seeing something doesn’t mean its not real.”
“How do you know they are real?”
“I’m an expert. There are beings from another planet that hide inside people to make them suffer.”
“I don’t believe that. Those are kid stories.”
“Fine, I won’t tell you them. But you should know that they might even be here.”
“What do you mean? Where?”
“Anywhere. Like in the frozen food that has spoiled. They’re invisible germs. They replace people and become like them. They can replace the people we love. If I were you, I’d check all the expiration dates. There’s a way to find them out.”
“They don’t have a memory. They don’t know of the past of the people they’ve replaced. They don’t have their memories. You have to observe the customers, those that come in often. Try taking a survey asking them questions. Have them tell you something about their life, about their past. If they don’t answer, or make something up, or get confused, you know you’ve found one. ”
“You say a lot of nonsense. Its a game isn’t it?”
“Its a game. But if I were you, I’d try it out.”
That was something that he hadn’t foreseen, that he hadn’t learned in his extensive training on Earth.
Something that wasn’t written in the survival manuals, or found in defense techniques, or in what he was best at–the techniques that enables him to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks. Live as one of them, imagining another life, a previous lifetime.
He had been trained differently than any other Earthling involved in that kind of mission.
But in recent months he had been afraid.
He had been afraid of getting used to that neutral zone of existence.
He missed the companions from his crew, he missed talking to them about normal things without thinking about the consequences, the responsibilities.
He slowly started to drift off toward the southeast. He didn’t have a guide or crew.
He was alone.
When they proposed that mission to him, he didn’t hesitate.
He could have refused, but he hadn’t.
This was not like the other times, he had an additional reason.
It wasn’t just the salvation of his planet, it was a matter of his own salvation.
It was something that concerned him alone.
During his earlier missions, Morgan looked at the stars as if they were familiar to him. He felt comfortable up there, so far away from home. But now he felt like an outsider.
More to come in Piece III !!!