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Alice in Thunderland

... departure process?” She answered timidly, “We seem to have a serious problem that could delay our departure and I felt that you needed to know about it as soon as possible.” He looked up at her and they stared at each other in silence until he finally said, “Would you like to tell me what that problem is?” “She won’t leave, sir,” the ensign sputtered. “The last test subject. She won’t leave the game.” “Send her back anyway,” he answered abruptly. “We can’t,” the ensign almost wailed. “The backup mind is in waveport queue and we can’t port the original mind unless the backup clears and we can’t port the backup mind while the original still exists.” “Delete the backup.” “We can’t. It is a self-protected mind-file and unless the mind in the file repeats ‘Delete me; delete me; delete me,’ it can’t be erased. “Reboot that processor in the computer.” “We would lose both minds,” the ensign explained. “The games are kept in the most protected segment of the computer and that segment also controls the waveport. If we reboot, both files would be lost and her mind dies.” The Star Commander was beginning to get irritated, “Purge that portion of the game,” he snapped. “Isn’t that the standard secondary protocol?” The ensign looked at the floor as she spoke. “Yes, that is the proper procedure, sir. And normally we would do that, but the game sensed something in this female’s mind and added a another door.” She smiled weakly and shrugged her shoulders, “It sometimes does that. For this ...

... female, it created a sixth area based on a crew member’s private game area.” There was a long pause after which she swallowed hard and raised her eyes slightly, “That area is security protected, sir, and we are unable to purge it. It requires too high a level of clearance.” “Whose area?” the Star Commander asked wearily. The ensign returned her stare to the floor. After an even longer pause she finally raised her head and said in a timid, fearful voice, “Yours, sir.” Star Commander Roundoff’s face went totally blank for just a moment. Then he smiled back at the terrified ensign, laughed, and said, “Ah, yes. ... Now I understand. ... In fact, that explains a great deal about the mind scan reports I have been receiving.” He then sat silently staring at the displays on the desk before him for several minutes. Finally he asked, “This is the blue planet female who created the biomass fuel cell?” “Yes,” answered the ensign. “It is her mind reports that have been forwarded to me over the past several hours?” “Yes,” answered the ensign. “Make preparations to waveport the female’s body to the ship,” he suddenly ordered. “Be ready to use a direct connection to return her mind to her body if I give the order to port her.” “But she would remember everything,” the ensign sputtered. “And she would have knowledge of our ship.” “I am going to enter the game and speak with her,” Star Commander Roundoff said calmly. “I will be totally honest with her and give her the choice of deleting herself or ...