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file:///G|/Program%20Files/eMule/Incoming/Allen%20Steele%20-%20The%20Days%20Between.txt THE DAYS BETWEEN by Allen Steele Copyright (c) 2000 Three months after leaving Earth, the URSS _Alabama_ had just achieved cruise velocity when the accident occurred: Leslie Gillis woke up. He regained consciousness slowly, as if emerging from long and dreamless sleep. His body, naked and hairless, floated within the blue-green gelatin that filled the interior of his biostasis cell, an oxygen mask covering the lower part of his face and thin plastic tubes inserted in his arms. As his vision cleared, Gillis saw that the cell had been lowered to a horizontal position and that its fiberglass lid had folded open. The lighting within the hibernation deck was subdued, yet he had to open and close his eyes several times before his retinas were able to take even that little illumination. His first lucid thought was: _Thank God, I made it._ His body felt weak, his limbs stiff. Just as he had been cautioned to do during flight training, he carefully moved only a little at a time. As Gillis gently flexed the muscles of his arms and legs, he vaguely wondered why no one had come to his aid. Perhaps Dr. Okada was busy helping the others emerge from biostasis. Yet he could hear nothing save for a sublime electrical hum; no voices, no movement. His next thought was: _Somethings wrong_. Back aching against the strain, his arms feeling as if they were about to dislocate from his shoulders, Gillis grasped the sides of the cell and tried to sit up. For a minute or so he struggled against the phlegmatic embrace of the suspension fluid; there was a wet sucking sound as he prized his body upward, then the tubes went taut before he remembered that he had to take them out. Clenching his teeth, Gillis pinched off the tubes between thumb and forefinger and, one by one, carefully removed them from his arms. The oxygen mask came off last; the ai