Rama Revealed

5

This is our friend Archie. He has been a big help to us while we have been staying here. Archie, meet my mother and father.”

The octospider responded with a sequence that began with a brilliant crimson and was followed by a teal green, a lavender, two different yellows (one a saffron and the other a lemon, tending toward chartreuse), and a final purple. The band of colors ran completely around the octospider’s spherical head and then disappeared back into the left side of the slit formed by the two long, parallel indentations in the middle of its face.

“Archie says it’s a pleasure to meet you, especially after hearing so much about you,” Ellie said.

“You can read their colors?” Nicole asked, quite shocked.

“Ellie’s great,” said Eponine. “She’s picked up their language very quickly.”

“But how do you speak to them?” Nicole asked.

“Their eyesight is incredibly keen,” Ellie replied, “and they are remarkably intelligent. Archie and a dozen others have already learned to read lips. But we can talk about all that later, Mother. First tell me about Nikki and Robert. Are they all right?”

“Your daughter grows more adorable every day; and she misses you terribly. But I’m afraid Robert has never completely recovered. He still blames himself for not having protected you better.”

The octospider Archie politely followed the personal conversation for several minutes before tapping Ellie on the shoulder and then reminding her that her parents were probably tired and cold.

“Thanks, Archie,” Ellie said. “Okay, here’s the plan. The two of you are to come inside the city for at least tonight and tomorrow-a kind of hotel suite has been set up just inside the gate for the four of us-and the day after tomorrow, or whenever you are properly rested, we will all return to the others. Archie will go with us.”

“Why didn’t the three of you simply come to where we were in the first place?” Richard said after a brief silence.

“I asked the same question, Dad… and never did receive what I considered a satisfactory answer.”

The bands of color on Archie’s head interrupted what Ellie was saying. “All right,” she said to the octospider before turning back to her parents. “Archie says the octos wanted you two especially to have a clear idea of what they are all about-anyway, we can discuss all this after we settle in our suite.”

The great gates of the Emerald City were thrown open when the four humans and their octospider companion were about ten meters away. Richard and Nicole were unprepared for the overwhelming variety of strange sights that greeted their eyes as they entered the city. Directly in front of them was a broad avenue, with continuous low structures on either side, leading to a tall, pink and blue, pyramid-shaped building several hundred meters in the distance.

Richard and Nicole were virtually in a trance when they took their initial steps into the octospider city. Neither of them would ever forget that incredible first moment. They were surrounded by a kaleidoscope of color. Every element of the city, including the streets, the buildings, the unexplained decorations mat lined the avenue, the plants in the garden (if that’s indeed what they were), and the wide range of animal creatures that seemed to be scurrying in all directions, was emblazoned with bright colors. A group of four large worms, or snakes, resembling wriggling candy canes except much more profusely colored, were coiled just inside the gate on the ground to Richard and Nicole’s left. They had their heads lifted high, apparently straining to get a view of the alien visitors. Bright red and yellow animals with eight legs and lobster like claws were carrying thick green rods across an intersection fifty meters in front of Richard and Nicole.

Of course there were dozens, maybe hundreds of octo-spiders, all of whom had come to the gate area to catch a glimpse of the two newest humans to visit their city. They were sitting in groups in front of the buildings, standing beside the avenue, even walking on the rooftops. And they were all talking simultaneously in then- bright bands of color, accenting the static decorations of the street scene with dynamic bursts of various hues.

Nicole looked around, glancing only for a moment at each of the bizarre creatures staring at her. Then she leaned her head back and gazed at the green dome far above her head. Some kind of thin, flexible ribbing could be seen in isolated spots, but it was mostly covered over by a thick green canopy.

“The ceiling is all growing vines and other plants, along with the insect like animals that harvest the useful fruits and flowers,” she heard Ellie say beside her. “It is a complete living ecosystem that has the additional advantage of being an excellent covering for the city, sealing out the Raman cold and atmosphere. After the gates are closed, you’ll see how comfortable the temperatures are normally inside the city.”

Scattered around under the dome were about twenty very bright sources of light, considerably larger than the individual fireflies that had guided Richard and Nicole through the octospider domain. Nicole tried to study one of the lights, but quickly gave up because it was too bright for her eyes. The illumination seemed to be provided by clusters of the same fireflies that had led them to the Emerald City.

Was it fatigue or excitement or a combination of both that caused Nicole to lose her equilibrium? Whatever the reason, while she was gazing at the green dome above her, Nicole began to feel as if she were spinning around. She stumbled and reached out a hand for Richard. The burst of adrenaline that accompanied her dizziness and sudden fear caused her heart rate to surge.

“What is it, Mother?” Ellie said, alarmed at her mother’s pallor.

“Nothing,” said Nicole, breathing slowly and deliberately. “It’s nothing… I was just dizzy for a moment.”

Nicole glanced down at the ground to steady herself. The street was paved with brightly colored squares that looked like ceramics. Sitting on the street no more than fifty centimeters in front of her were three of the strangest creatures that Nicole had ever seen. They were about the size of basketballs. Their hemispherical tops were royal blue undulating material that resembled, in some ways, both human brains and the part of a jellyfish that floats on top of the water. In the center of this constantly moving mass was a dark, round hole, out of which were poking two long, thin antennae, perhaps twenty centimeters long, with ganglia or knots roughly two or three centimeters apart. When Nicole involuntarily recoiled, stepping back because she felt instinctively threatened by these bizarre animals, their antennae spun around and the trio scampered quickly to the side of the avenue.

Nicole glanced quickly around her. Bands of color were streaming around the heads of all the octospiders she could see. Nicole knew that they were dissecting her latest reaction. She suddenly felt naked, lost, and completely overwhelmed. From somewhere deep inside her came an ancient and powerful signal of distress. Nicole was afraid that she was about to scream.

“Ellie,” she said quietly, “I think I’ve had enough for today… Can we go inside soon?”

Ellie took her mother by the arm and guided her toward a doorway in the second structure to the right of the avenue. “The octos have been working day and night to convert these quarters. I hope they are satisfactory.”

Nicole continued to stare fixedly at the octospider street scene, but what she was seeing was no longer penetrating deep into her cognitive mind. This is a dream, she thought, as a group of thin green creatures that looked like bowling balls on stilts walked through her field of view. There cannot really be a place like this anywhere.

“I too was feeling a little overwrought,” Richard was saying. “We had that scare in the forest. And we have walked a long way in three days, especially for old folks. It’s not surprising that your mother became disoriented- that scene outside was weird.”

“Before he left,” Ellie said, “Archie apologized in three different ways. He tried to explain that they had permitted free access to the gate area, thinking that you and Mother would be fascinated. He hadn’t thought about the fact that it might be a little too much.”

Nicole sat up slowly in her bed. “Don’t worry, Ellie,” she said. “I haven’t really become that fragile. I guess I just wasn’t prepared, especially after so much exercise and emotion.”

“So would you like to rest some more, Mother, or would you prefer to have something to eat?”

“I’m fine, really,” Nicole reiterated. “Let’s go on with whatever you have planned. By the way, Eponine,” she said, turning to the Frenchwoman, who had said very little since their initial greetings outside the city, “I must apologize for our rudeness. Richard and I have been so busy talking with Ellie and seeing everything… I forgot to tell you that Max sends his love. He made me promise that if I saw you, I would tell you that he misses you terribly.”

“Thanks, Nicole,” Eponine replied. “I have thought of Max and the rest of you every day since the octospiders brought us here.”

“Have you been learning the octospider language too, like Ellie?” Nicole asked.

“No,” Eponine answered slowly, “I’ve been doing something altogether different.” She glanced around for Ellie, who had stepped out momentarily, presumably to arrange dinner. “In fact,” Eponine continued, “I had hardly seen Ellie for two weeks until we started making plans for your arrival.”

There was a strange silence for several seconds. “Have you and Ellie been prisoners here?” Richard then asked in a low voice. “And have you figured out why they kidnapped you?”

“No, not exactly,” Eponine replied. She stood up in the small room. “Ellie,” she shouted, “are you out there? Your father is asking questions…”

“Just a minute,” they all heard Ellie yell. A few moments later she returned to the room with the octospider Archie behind her. Ellie read the look on her father’s face. “Archie is all right,” Ellie said. “And we agreed that when we told you everything, he could be here… to explain and clarify and maybe answer questions that we can’t.”

The octospider sat down among the humans and there was another temporary silence. “Why do I have the feeling that this entire scene has been rehearsed?” Richard asked at length.

A worried Nicole leaned forward and took her daughter’s hand. ‘There’s not any bad news, is there, Ellie? You did tell us that you would be coming back with us.”

“No, Mother,” Ellie said. “There are just a few things that Eponine and I want to tell you… Ep, why don’t you go first?”

Bands of color were streaming around Archie’s head as the octospider, who had obviously been following the conversation closely, changed his position to be more directly opposite Eponine. Ellie watched the bands carefully.

“What is he-or it-saying?” Nicole asked. She was still stunned by her daughter’s proficiency with the alien language.

“‘It’ would be strictly proper, I guess,” Ellie said with a short laugh. “At least that’s what Archie told me when I explained pronouns. But Ep and I have been using ‘he’ and ‘him’ when we refer to both Archie and Dr. Blue… Anyway, Archie wants us to inform you that both Eponine and I have been cared for very well, that we have not suffered in any way, and that we were only kidnapped by the octospiders because they had not been able to figure out how to establish a non-hostile and communicative interaction with us—”

“Kidnapping is not exactly the proper way to begin,” Richard interrupted.

“I have explained all that to Archie and the others, Daddy,” Ellie continued, “which is why he wants me to set the record straight now. They have treated us magnificently, and I have seen no indication that their species is even capable of hostile acts.”

“All right,” Richard said, “your mother and I understand the gist of this preamble.”

They were delayed momentarily by some comments in color from Archie. After Ellie explained to the octospider the meanings of “gist” and “preamble,” she looked across at her parents. “Their intelligence is really staggering,” Ellie said. “Archie has never asked me the meaning of any word more than once.”

“When I arrived here,” Eponine began, “Ellie was just beginning to understand the octospider language. At first everything was terribly confusing. But after a few days Ellie and I understood why the octospiders had kidnapped me.”

“We talked about it an entire evening,” Ellie interjected. “We were both flabbergasted. We couldn’t figure out how they could possibly have known.”

“Known what?” Richard said. “I’m sorry, ladies, but I’m having trouble following.”

“They knew that I had RV-41,” Eponine said. “And both Archie and Dr. Blue-he’s another octospider, a physician-we call him Dr. Blue because when he’s talking his cobalt blue band spills way outside the normal boundaries—”

“Wait a minute,” Nicole said now, shaking her head vigorously. “Let me get this straight. You’re telling us the octospiders knew that Eponine had the RV-41 virus. How can mat be possible?”

Archie went through a long color sequence that Ellie asked him to repeat. “He says that they have been monitoring all our activities very closely ever since we left New Eden. The octos deduced from our actions, he says, that Eponine had an incurable disease of some kind.”

Richard began to pace. “That is one of the most amazing statements that I have ever heard,” he said with passion. He turned toward the wall, temporarily lost in his thoughts. Archie reminded Ellie that he could not understand anything unless Richard was facing him. At length Richard spun around. “How could they possibly… Look, Ellie, aren’t the octospiders deaf?”

When Ellie nodded affirmatively, Richard and Nicole learned their first little bit of the octospider language. Archie flashed a broad crimson band-indicating the following sentence would be declarative-followed by a magnificent aquamarine.

“Well, if they’re deaf,” Richard exclaimed, “how in the world could they have figured out that you had RV-41, unless they are masters of mind reading, or have a record of every… No, even then it’s not possible.”

He sat back down. There was another period of silence.

“Should I continue?” Eponine asked eventually. Richard nodded.

“As I was saying, Dr. Blue and Archie explained to Ellie and me that they were really very advanced in biology and medicine… and if we would try to cooperate with them, they would see if perhaps they had techniques that could cure me-assuming, of course, that I would be willing to submit to all the procedures.”

“When we asked them why they wanted to cure Eponine,” Ellie said, “Dr. Blue told us that the octospiders were trying to make a grand gesture of friendship, something that would pave the way for harmonious interactions between our two species.”

Richard and Nicole were both absolutely astounded by what they were hearing. They looked at each other in disbelief as Ellie continued.

“Because I was still a beginner at the language,” Ellie said, “it was very difficult to communicate what we knew about RV-41. Eventually, after many long, intense language sessions, we were able to tell the octospiders what we knew.”

“Both Ellie and I tried to remember everything Robert had ever said about the disease. All along, Dr. Blue, Archie, and a couple of the other octospiders were around us. They never took a single note that we could see. But we never, ever told them the same information twice.”

“In fact,” Ellie added, “whenever we inadvertently repeated ourselves, they reminded us that we had told them that before.”

“About three weeks ago,” Eponine continued, “the octospiders informed us that their information-gathering process was over and that they were now ready to subject me to some tests. They explained that the tests might be painful at times and were extraordinary by human standards.”

“Most of the tests,” Ellie said, “involved inserting living creatures, some microscopic and some that Eponine could actually see, into her body-either by injection—”

“Or by allowing the creatures to enter through my, uh, I guess the best word would be orifices.”

Archie interrupted here and asked for the meanings of “inadvertently” and “orifices.” While Ellie was explaining, Nicole leaned over to Richard. “Sound familiar?” she asked.

Richard nodded. “But I never had any kind of interaction, at least not that I can remember… I was isolated.”

“I have experienced some weird feelings in my life,” Eponine was saying, “but nothing quite like I felt the day five or six tiny worms, no bigger than a pin, crawled into the lower part of my body.” She shivered. “I told myself that if I survived the days of having my insides invaded, I would never again complain about any physical discomfort.”

“Did you believe that the octospiders were going to be able to cure you?” Nicole asked.

“Not at first,” Eponine replied. “But as the days passed, I began to think that it was possible. I certainly could see that they possessed medical capabilities altogether different from ours. And I had the feeling they were making progress.

“Then one day, after the testing was over, Ellie showed up in my room-throughout this time I was kept somewhere else in the city, probably in their equivalent of a hospital-and told me that the octospiders had isolated the RV-41 virus and understood how it operated on its host, namely, me. They had Ellie tell me then that they were going to insert a ‘biological agent’ into my system which would seek out the RV-41 virus and destroy it completely. The agent would not be able to reduce the damage already done by the virus, which they assured me through Ellie was not that severe, but it would absolutely cleanse my system of RV-41.”

“I was told to explain to Eponine also,” Ellie said, “that there could be some side effects from the agent. They didn’t know exactly what to expect, for of course they had never used the agent in humans before, but their ‘models’ predicted nausea and possibly headaches.”

“They were correct about the nausea,” Eponine said. “I threw up every three or four hours for a couple of days. At the end of that time, Dr. Blue, Archie, Ellie, and the other octospiders all gathered beside my bed to tell me that I was cured.”

“Whaaat?” said Richard, jumping to his feet again.

“Oh, Eponine,” Nicole said immediately, “I’m so happy for you.” She stood up and hugged her friend.

“And you believe this?” Richard said to Nicole. “You believe that the octospider doctors, who can’t possibly yet understand very well how the human body works, could accomplish in several days what your brilliant son-in-law and his staff at the hospital could not do in four years?”

“Why not, Richard?” Nicole said. “If it had been done by the Eagle at the Node, you would have accepted it immediately. Why can’t the octospiders be much more advanced than we are in biology? Look at everything we saw.”

“All right,” said Richard. He shook his head a few times and then turned to Eponine. “I’m sorry,” he said, “but it’s just difficult for me to… Congratulations. I too am delighted.” He embraced Eponine awkwardly.

While they had been talking, someone had noiselessly stacked fresh vegetables and water just outside their door. Nicole saw the materials for their feast when she went to use the bathroom.

“That must have been an astonishing experience,” she said to Eponine when she returned to where everyone else was sitting.

“That’s an understatement,” Eponine said. She smiled. “Even though I feel in my heart that I’m cured, I can’t wait to have it confirmed by you and Dr. Turner.”

Both Richard and Nicole were bone tired after their large dinner. Ellie told her parents that there was more to talk about, but that she could wait until after Richard and Nicole had slept.

“I wish I could remember more about my period with the octospiders before we reached the Node,” Richard said, when he and Nicole were lying together on the large bed their hosts had provided. “Then maybe I would understand better what I feel about the story that Ellie and Eponine told.”

“Do you still doubt that she’s cured?” Nicole asked.

“I don’t know,” Richard said. “But I will admit that I am rather puzzled by the difference in behavior between these octospiders and the ones who examined and tested me years before. I cannot believe that the octos in Rama II would ever have rescued me from a voracious plant.”

“Maybe octospiders are capable of widely varying behavior. That’s certainly true for human beings. In fact, it’s true for all higher-order mammals on Earth. Why should you expect all octospiders to be the same?”

“I know you’re going to say that I’m being xenophobic,” Richard said, “but it’s difficult for me to accept these ‘new’ octospiders. They seem too good to be true. As a biologist, what do you think is their payoff, to use your word, for being nice to us?”

“It’s a legitimate question, darling,” Nicole replied, “and I don’t know the answer. The idealist in me, however, wants to believe that we have encountered a species that behaves, most of the time, in a moral fashion because doing good is its own reward.”

Richard laughed. “I should have known you’d say something like that. It’s consistent with your comments about Sisyphus during that discussion we had in New Eden long ago.”