Carson slowly began to understand what had happened to him— fully understand. He had been taken over by some horrible alien intelligence; there existed in his own brain and controlling part of his mind, another entity, a separate id, another will and force, co-existing with him, with Arthur Ross Carson and calling itself Sandoz. The understanding despite the soothing touches that calmed and quieted him, was too greatly terrible for ordinary reactions to mean anything. For a space of time as the plant acid ate into his boots, Carson just stood there, blankly, not even shaking, just standing, a pliant receptacle opening to the thrust of alien thoughts and alien concepts. Fragments of Sandoz' thoughts broke through, small pieces as though an encyclopedia had been torn up and single leaves drifted down haphazardly. . . homo sapiens . . . they all call themselves that . . . seem to think thinking is original with them .
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