Caption: She guages the distance---calculating the angle--aiming at the image held in her mind's eye. She only has one shot at this. She draws back her arm--Caption: She lets fly---like a javelin! Smith is staying silent---silently cursing the fact that the light switch circuit---unlike the locked doors--is not under his cybernetic control.

Caption: Still, Smith reflects, it's just a matter of time. The doors--locked. She's sightless in the dark. The robots will---eventually--get her--oblivious to the silent missile descending--Caption: A few inches either way and he would have felt nothing--never known of it. The memory-guided missile instead hits him dead center--knocking him out. Smith: Unhh!!


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