eugenesis-text

‘Some sort of glass ball,’ he announced, holding it up to the light. ‘Is that a communicube inside’
‘No, it’s a helmet. Worn by fleshlings after the binary bonding process. I think this belonged to
Muzzle, Nightbeat’s partner.’
‘He had us come all this way for a trinket’
‘There’s nothing else in there’
Hound pushed his arm in up to the elbow. ‘Just some dislodged plating.’
‘Perhaps this will mean something to the guys back home,’ shrugged Chromedome, slipping the orb
into his waist compartment. ‘But I can’t help thinking that Siren expected something more.’
‘Siren expected a miracle.’
‘Come on. Let’s go.’
‘Hang on a minute – there is something else in here.’ Hound felt something rigid and right-angled
between his fingers. He showed it to Chromedome. ‘Any idea what this is’
‘No. I’ve never seen one before.’
‘I have,’ said Hound, and started to laugh.