They were laughing with relief that the danger was over. I laughed, too, though I found myself thinking hard about the Voggron. For a while back there in the tunnels, my mind had evolved into an uncannily powerful instrument. One that could reach into other people’s minds - just as the Voggron had done. When my back gave that itchy squirm again I asked myself the question:
Is this story really over?
Or, for me, had it only just begun?
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