And while she was at it, where the fuck she was. It had sounded a little like Alexander Maxim, but somehow not.‘Twenty quid.’ That voice was Norbery’s. ‘I called it.’‘Be quiet, the both of you.’ Kellog? ‘She’s coming around.’Nisa’s eyes flickered open and she looked up at a ring of expectant faces. She recognised all of them, but somehow they were not the same people. Kellog was smiling at her. Maxim was also smiling, but he looked all wrong in a band T-shirt and torn jeans. Norbery looked about the same, but there was no wedding ring on his finger. Sandra seemed about the same, down to a white dress which looked like a nurse’s uniform, and she was checking displays on…Tilting her head back, Nisa could see the huge machine behind her. It was, as best she could tell, some sort of computer system with a tunnel built into it a bit like you saw on an MRI machine. The technology looked… No, the technology was far too advanced.‘What…’ she said. ‘What’s going on?
