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I am Gemma Keyes. Apart from my name, I am utterly forgettable - so those who never paid much focus on me in the first place haven't exactly pointed out that I've disappeared. Vanished. Oh, it's much more complicated than it appears. And without a doubt, invisibility comes with its own set of problems. I should tell you about Dr. Samuel Bickel, world-renowned nanophysicist. We used to work together, but I'm going to be candid along with you: he's said to be dead. Well, he's not. Rather than the proverbial "six feet under", he's subsisting within an empty devolution cavern under the old Manzano Weapons Storage Service on Kirtland Air Pressure Base here in Albuquerque. "I have to show you what I'm guarding here, Gemma," he insisted. I stared in to the clear glass circumstance. I could listen to...humming, clicking, buzzing. A faint haze inside the box shifted. Dissolved. Came back collectively. Reminded me of how mercury, when released on a plate, will stream and form new patterns. Only this...this thing was "flowing and building" in midair. My mouth opened up to a stunned "o" as the gold haze fixed into blue words. H E L L O Dr. Bickel hadn't pressed any keys. Hadn't said anything to them. Hadn't gestured. He grinned. "Ah. They've discovered you." And I have to alert you about Basic Cushing. The rank and name likely conjure images of any low fat but muscled old soldier, face cemented in unyielding lines, iron-gray haircut high and limited. I want to disabuse you of that impression. Basic Imogene Cushing is short and a little bit plump. She wears her beautiful silvered hair in an graceful braid knotted at the nape of her throat, and she recognizes how to smile sweetly. Together with the deadliest of sharks.
