The Elsewhere Affair 25

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“No.” Napoleon wrenched himself free in order to grab the man's arm but Illya shook his head in sheer desperation and pointed at the horizon.

Concrete squares were vanishing silently, leaving strips of grass instantaneously covered with sand. A grayish desert spread inexorably.

“Don't let it take you away...” The voice was unusually pleading. “We can still make it...” The blue eyes were almost flashing. “Get on the sphere, now.” He paused, adding softly, “Trust me...”

Despite of the stiff-breeze, dragged, pulled and pushed by his partner's strong hands, Napoleon found himself nestled at the foot of the tree.