Moments later they were clambering over the edge of the precipice, eager hands pulling them to safety. Adjani gripped Spence's arm very hard and pulled him away from the edge.

Kyr bent over him and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No. Dizzy. I'll be fine."

"I am sorry if I hurt you, Earthfriend. Your gravity does not allow me so move with ease. I fear I struck you too hard."

Spence only shook his head.

"I never saw anything like it!" cried Gita. "I never saw anyone move to fast in my whole entire lifetime. Great merciful heavens!"

Spence turned to the chasm. "My dream almost came true just then. Thank God it didn't. And thank you, Kyr. I owe you my life."

"I am glad to serve you, Earthfriend. I sensed you were in difficulty."

"Look at that!" shouted Gita behind them. "Our audience is leaving. Show's over! "

They turned to see the villagers filing silently away, heading back to their homes as darkness closed on the mountains.

"I don't blame them," said Spence. He nodded toward Kalitiri, seen as a dark, impenetrable mass over them, now indistinguishable from the mountain around it. "We go to beard the lion in his den. I'm sure they don't want any part of it. But I wonder how they knew?"

"They are a very superstitious people, these hill-dwellers," said Gita. "They do not like to wander these mountains in the dark. Only tragedy can come of it. When the sun goes down, they light their fires against the night and squat in their home until morning."

The last of the hillpeople were gone now, padding softly away in the twilight. They had gone quietly so as not to arouse the slowly awakening spirits of the hills.

"What do we do now?" wondered Spence out loud. "Any ideas?"

"Yes," said Adjani, "I've been thinking about it all day."

"And?"

"And I think it's time we had a council of war."

27

… THE IDEA WAS LUDICROUS. Plain silly, it seemed to Spence. The four of them were going to try to break into the Dream Thief's stronghold bare-handed-with not so much as a bludgeon to swing between them-and what? Reason with him? Talk him into putting aside his evil schemes? This one who, through the mysterious tanti, wielded power over men's minds, could direct their very thoughts according to his will-they dared to approach him?

It made no sense. It was not logical. Their chance of success, Spence reckoned, was nil. But what could they do? Something had to be done; someone had to try. It had fallen to these four; there was no one else.

So, Spence turned his eyes away from the dark, imposing shape of the palace. "Shall we go over it again? Just to be sure we all know what do to?"

They had been over it several times, but once more would not hurt, and it gave them something to do while they waited for the moon to rise above the rim of hills to the east. Spence could already see a slice of the moon showing; it would not be long now.

"Right," said Adjani. "We all watch each other and go quietly. Spence and I will go first; Gita and Kyr follow. We don't know if the gates are guarded, but it looks pretty quiet from here. We haven't seen anybody moving. Probably they're not expecting anything. "

Of course they're expecting us! Spence shouted inwardly. They know we're here. They've been waiting for this as much as we have! But he said nothing and nodded as Adjani continued.

"Once we're inside, we try to find Director Zanderson and Ari. Then we look for the machine-Kyr will know what to look for. Okay? Remember, we have the element of surprise on our side. If we aren't seen, we just might pull it off without a hitch. "

There was much that was not said. They all knew it, but nodded their agreement just the same. Of the four, only Kyr seemed not to have any reservations about what they were about to attempt.

Adjani looked around him. The moon had risen and was pouring her liquid light all around. The palace, with its leafy camouflage, shone traced in silver. "It's time. Let's go," he said and stepped from their hiding place onto the rocky, overgrown path leading to the gates.

Spence followed him and they crept toward the massive walls, which appeared to grow still more massive and impenetrable as they neared. The waiting had only served to make their task more hopeless in their own eyes, and the Dream Thief more terrible.

It was with an overpowering sense of dread and doom that Spence stole toward the huge wooden gates.

Not a branch moved, not the slightest breath of a breeze ruffled the leaves. The ruin appeared a dead and abandoned relic, a shrine to an earthly deity long departed. Perhaps it was true; perhaps the Dream Thief did not exist after all. Or perhaps he had gone.

Even as he thought these things, Spence knew they were not true. He had been drawn to this place by forces greater than his own volition. Whether by the Dream Thief or some other, it did not matter. He was here. Very well; come what may he would see it through.

"Listen!" whispered Adjani. "What's that?"

Spence had been so self-absorbed he had not noticed any sound at all. "I don't-"

"Shh! Listen!"

There came a sound like laughter, or singing heard from very far away-as if from a boat far out across the water. The sound came to them and then drifted away, just the barest hint of tinkling voices; almost nothing at all. Then all was silent again.

Adjani and Spence looked at each other, shrugged and continued toward the gates.

Spence could now see the individual beams that made up the gates. He could see the great iron bands with bound them. The dark walls arching over them rose higher and, though smooth, Spence saw where a person might find adequate hand and foothold for climbing.

They had almost reached the entrance when there came a scratching noise from behind the gates, and suddenly this gave way to a great creaking groan as the huge gates swung open.

Spence froze in his tracks. Adjani crouched down. There was a buzzing sound in the air above them that made Spence's stomach tighten and his heart leap. It was a now-familiar sound, and one that filled him with despair.

Then he saw them: three pair of luminous green eyes just inside the gates. Three more dark shapes passed just overhead. He glanced around to see the forms of three naga demons touching lightly down behind them.

Then all the creatures began advancing at once, drawing the circle tighter around them. Spence and Adjani stepped close together. The creatures inside the gates moved into the moonlight and Spence saw that the one in the center carried a large silver orb-the same object he had seen before, that had stunned the dogs, and later had knocked out Kyr.

The malevolent creatures came closer. Spence looked back and saw that Kyr and Gita had not moved from their hiding place. The creatures appeared unaware of their presence; perhaps Kyr and Gita would remain unnoticed and could help them in some way.

The beings came nearer, surrounding them completely now. There was nowhere to run, and running was ineffective anyhowone blast from the silver orb and it was all over. Spence felt waves of helplessness and horror rise in him and subside. The creatures were within a few paces, ringing them in completely.

Spence looked into their glowing green eyes. Thoughts came into his head, thoughts which he knew were not his own. Inner voices spoke to him. Come with us, they said. You will not be harmed. Come.

Spence raised clenched fists to his head as if to drive the alien thoughts out. No! He shouted inside. I will not!

But his feet were already moving toward the gate-the demons were taking them inside. He opened his mouth to speak, but could not make his tongue move. He stared around in mute terror. God, help us! Save us!

They shuffled past the opened gates and under the arch. Spence felt some will other than his own directing his steps now. And though he fought it, still he moved on. He was powerless to stop himself from doing what he did not want to do. He was under complete domination to a force greater than the force of his own will.