Eternal Horizon: The Chronicle of Vincent Saturn (Eternal Horizon: A Star Saga Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

back.”
    “What Republic ? And who do you mean by we ?” Vincent demanded, stopping. “Why are we hiding from the authority? When can you send me back home?”
    Vincent’s voice was so loud that some of the passing creatures stopped and turned in his direction.
    Spaide’s face twisted with anger. “Look, you’re gonna have to trust me,” he said through his teeth. “I’ll provide answers to all your questions in a little while, but for now, you must come with me… quietly. And keep your face covered. ”
    “What if I don’t?” Vincent insisted.
    Acting on a boiling instinct, Spaide jerked his hand to his belt, but at the last second stopped before retrieving his weapon. Maybe if he hadn’t accompanied Oryon for the better part of his life, he wouldn’t have known if this human were a spy or not, but through constant historical lectures and thousands of books, he knew Vincent wasn’t lying: species such as humans did not subsist in the known universe. That’s when he knew that he needed to use his Dirsalian finesse. “Well, you’ve no other choice, do ya?” he said, looking around. “It’s either me or them.” He pointed up. “Now, come on, you’re gettin ’ the wrong attention.” He then turned around and continued on his way.
    Vincent stood there, sweeping a look at the strange aliens that paid him no mind. “I guess I don’t have any choice at all,” he whispered under his breath and jostled his way through.
    The underworld was a marketable center. There were casinos, bars, stores, and all kinds of amusement venues lining the street with no end in sight.
    “What is this place?” Vincent asked as he caught up with Spaide.
    “Sebalon 2,” the Dirsalian answered, continuing his rapid pace, “a commercial planet. Every galactic race has its presence here. This is the entertainment center of the galaxy, as it has been for the past three centuries. Food, clothes, drugs and weapons exchange hands here pretty quickly. Up there is where the rich folks party.” He gestured up into the sky. “Down here… well, you see for yourself.”
    “The galaxy?” Vincent asked, trying to grasp the information. “Races? Just how many races are in this galaxy ?”
    “Races?” Spaide turned, puzzled. “I don’t know about races, but there are over six thousand civilized planets. But after seein’ you, I believe there are more.”
    “My God,” Vincent whispered. “Six thousand! And back home we still believe we’re the only ones.”
    “What I don’t understand…” Spaide paused, frantically patting his pockets before realizing he left his cigars in the car. “How come I’ve never seen a creature like you? What star system is your planet—this Earth—in?”
    “The solar system,” Vincent answered.
    “Be more specific.”
    “Look, we don’t name our star; we just call it ‘sun.’”
    Spaide heaved a sigh. “Okay, caveman, there’s no sense talkin’ to you; we’ll just explain everythin’ later.”
    Later? This later was making Vincent irate beyond his control.
    As Spaide progressed down the street, worrisome contemplations stirred in his head in spite of the self-assured, devil-may-care attitude that concealed them. There has to be a connection between all of this , he thought. Both Oryon and Duell were gone astray, and in their place this oddity appeared. Oryon was worried about sending the twins to rescue Gaia on their own but ended up missing himself. He let out a hushed groan. I have to consult with the twins.
    Vincent reluctantly followed the Dirsalian. His whole life he believed there was life existing and thriving in other corners of the universe, and now he had witnessed it before his very eyes. He did want adventure , but it was too much at once. Be careful what you wish for , as they say.
    At times, Spaide had to drag Vincent because he stopped every time he saw a strange creature or piece of machinery. They walked for over a mile, going deeper and deeper into the frenzied