The feeling of being in a huge open space increased when we left the garage. I leaned forward and gaped out the front window. The ceiling was so far above us, I almost didn’t believe it was there. It was painted a light blue that faded in the distance. The Ambients lay in giant tracks, slowly moving across the huge expanse. As Miller drove through a business section, I counted at least twenty stories in the building that touched the sky. We stopped at a gated community. Miller typed in an access code and the gates slid open in front of us. The second we were through they slammed shut. “The doc’s in here,” Miller said. “He works at a small outpatient clinic, does minor surgeries and stuff like that. A couple of years ago I was on a run from the Mars colony back to Earth. One of the guys sitting at my dining room table started choking. The stewards came over and tried to get whatever it was unstuck, but no go. By the time I decided to do something, the guy was already turning blue.
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