'Nothing happened. Nothing ever happens inside the sphere. It's always the same, inside the sphere."
"What's always the same? The foam?"
"The foam is always different. The sphere is always the same."
"I don't understand," Norman said.
"I know you don't," Harry said. He shook his head. "What can I do?"
"Tell me some more."
"There isn't any more."
"Then tell me again."
"It won't help," Harry said. "Do you think you'll be leaving soon?"
"Barnes says not for several days."
"I think you should leave soon. Talk to the others. Convince them. Make them leave."
"Why, Harry?"
"I can't be - I don't know."
Harry rubbed his eyes and lay back on the bed. "You'll have to excuse me," he said, "but I'm very tired. Maybe we can continue this some other time. Talk to the others, Norman. Get them to leave. It's ... dangerous to stay here." And he lay down in the bunk and closed his eyes.
CHANGES
"He's sleeping," Norman told them. "He's in shock. He's confused. But he seems basically intact."
"What did he tell you," Ted said, "about what happened in there?"
"He's quite confused," Norman said, "but he's recovering. When we first found him, he didn't even remember his name. Now he does. He remembers my name, he remembers where he is. He remembers he went into the sphere. I think he remembers what happened inside the sphere, too. He just isn't telling."
"Great," Ted said.
"He mentioned the sea, and the foam. But I wasn't clear what he meant by that."
"Look outside," Tina said, pointing to the portholes. Norman had an immediate impression of lights-thousands of lights filling the blackness of the ocean-and his first response was unreasoning terror: the lights in the sphere were coming out to get them. But then he saw each of the lights had a shape, and were moving, wriggling.
They pressed their faces to the portholes, looked. "Squid," Beth said finally. "Bioluminescent squid."
"Thousands of them."
"More," she said. "I'd guess at least half a million, all around the habitat."
"Beautiful."
"The size of the school is amazing," Ted said. "Impressive, but not really unusual," Beth said. "The fecundity of the sea is very great compared with the land. The sea is where life began, and where intense competition among animals first appeared. One response to competition is to produce enormous numbers of offspring. Many sea animals do that. In fact, we tend to think that animals came out onto the land as a positive step forward in the evolution of life. But the truth is, the first creatures were really driven out of the ocean. They were just trying to get away from the competition. And you can imagine when the first fish-amphibians climbed up the beach and poked their heads up to look out at the land, and saw this vast dry-land environment without any competition at all. It must have looked like the promised - "
Beth broke off, turned to Barnes. "Quick: where do you keep specimen nets?"
"I don't want you going out there."
"I have to," Beth said. "Those squid have six tentacles."
"So?"
"There's no known species of six-tentacled squid. This is an undescribed species. I must collect samples."
Barnes told her where the equipment locker was, and she went off. Norman looked at the school of squid with renewed interest.
The animals were each about a foot long, and seemed to be transparent. The large eyes of the squid were clearly visible in the bodies, which glowed a pale blue.
In a few minutes Beth appeared outside, standing in the midst of the school, swinging her net, catching specimens. Several squid angrily squirted clouds of ink.
"Cute little things," Ted said. "You know, the development of squid ink is a very interesting - "
" - What do you say to squid for dinner?" Levy said.
"Hell no," Barnes said. "If this is an undiscovered species, we're not going to eat it. The last thing I need is everybody sick from food poisoning."
"Very sensible," Ted said. "I never liked squid, anyway. Interesting mechanism of propulsion, but rubbery texture."
At that moment, there was a buzz as one of the monitors turned itself on. As they watched, the screen rapidly filled with numbers:
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"Where's that coming from?" Ted said. "The surface?"
Barnes shook his head. "We've cut direct contact with the surface."
"Then is it being transmitted underwater in some way?"
"No," Tina said, "it's too fast for underwater transmission."
"Is there another console in the habitat? No? How about DH-7?"
"DH-7's empty now. The divers have gone."
"Then where'd it come from?"