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THE CAVES OF CERES by JOE SCHEMBRIE “Either-or” debates often forget there may be other possibilities.... * * * * As Roger Thomas flew his flivver through the caves of Ceres, a wall of rock popped into the headlight beam and he stomped the retro pedal. The helmet glass of his space suit automatically tinted with the flare of the rocket exhaust. Around the curve came a robot hauling wagons of ore. With a pulse of his side thrusters, Roger squeezed by. He ignored the sparks as an outcropping scraped bumper metal. The tunnel opened into a cavern. The flivver settled with a ballistic spray of dust. Excavators resembling mechanical dinosaurs chewed rock while a humanoid robot glared with expressionless lenses at the human pawing under the vehicle’s netting. “Drill fuses,” Roger said, flicking a package with a spin. The robot caught clumsily. It flashed an authorization code into Roger’s computer |
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