SPACELING Author:DORIS PISERCHIA It wasn't simply that I enjoy the thrill of the chase, but that Mutat's headmaster had sent his best runners after me: I, an ordinary brat--well, maybe not so ordinary--was being pursued by Pat and Mike, the twin terrors of the government-run school! — Down a grassy knoll I raced, confident that the dum dums couldn't catch a long-legged fourteen-... more »year-old who didn't tire easily and who had a cunning, crafty soul. Unfortunatly, much to my disgust, Pat managed to circle ahead of me to the left, and Mike did the same to the right. They were bound to converge and catch me before I reached the patch of trees I had been aiming for . . . so I took the only course open at the moment. I ran up a sandy hill and found a convenient ring.
I hadn't planned to go into D-2, but the twins were such good runners that I was forced to cheat a little. Even so, Pat, or maybe it was Mike, almost got a good hold of my foot as I dived through that bright blue circle. But I made it, knowing they couldn't follow because they were just too big to fit through the ring.
For a muter, which I happened to be, D-2 an ideal vacationland. Made up of heaving ground, toxic atmosphere and boiling sky, it was a world fit only for bizarre monsters and furry beasts called goths--which people transmuted into upon entering D-2. In most cases, a muter's size and weight stayed approximately the same in other dimensions; but for some reason, that rule of physics had never applied to me. on the other side of that blue ring, I hit the hot ground with four paws the size of basketballs and, attached to them, a goth body that would have tipped the scales at two hundred kilos. If Pat and Mike managed to find a suitable ring and came in after me, they'd regret it; a couple od nips with my fangs or a swipe with one of my giant paws would help them see the error of their ways.
Then again, maybe i'd just hop through a green ring into D-3, and take a swim in waterworld--one of my favorite escape tactics. Sure, I'd return to Mutat on my own power eventually, just as I always did. After all, without an education I'd grow up to be an ignorant adult....
So begin the enormously entertaining adventures of a space-age, female Huckleberry Finn--who ducks in and out of differant dimensions, outwits a variety of unique villains, and generally keeps the world of the future on an even keel. SPACELING is a rare treat!« less