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of other instruments just as primitive. All were played at exceptionally loud levels and what vocals there were often resembled primal screaming, rather than true singing. Albalan would likely have remained undiscovered for several more millennia, except for a small group of musical pioneers who took it upon themselves to travel throughout the galaxy and search for musical compositions that were unique, interesting, and ultimately marketable, as an alternative to what they described as “the soulless, pre-packaged garbage the major galactic labels continually pushed on the general public.” What these independent mavericks came back with wasn’t always pleasant, but it was never boring, and on occasion it was actually quite good. As Gsefx sang along with words he didn’t understand, the thought hit him that he didn’t actually have much albalan in his collection.
    Maybe I’ll go back to the music store in the shopping complex and see what’s new. Probably not the wisest thing to do, financially speaking, since I’ve just lost my job, but the rest of the rotation will be unbearable without some sort of distraction.
    He was calculating just how much he could reasonably spend when a new thought struck him.
    “Wait a minute,” he said out loud. “I’ve got a whole rotation to kill. Instead of going shopping, maybe I’ll just go to the source.”
    Checking his onboard computer, he found that the planet Irt could be reached in about three sars. He could go there, upload some music, and be back in time to call Planvc when his rotation ended. Nobody would be the wiser and he’d be able to expand his music collection significantly without it costing him a thing, except for a little fuel and some time—which he currently had in abundance. Plus, it would keep him out of the house, just in case Lhvunsa stepped out of her office for any unforeseeable reason. It wouldn’t do for her to discover him sleeping on the couch or playing games and listening to music when he was supposed to be at work trying to catch up.
    Besides, I deserve a bit of a break, he thought, his mood brightening considerably. After all, what could happen?

Chapter 5

It’s Personal Now
    A brightness filled Henry’s field of vision, and he found himself being drawn toward it.
    I’m dead, he thought, and this must be the bright light everyone talks about. His body shivered. I thought the afterlife would be warmer …
    As if on cue, his entire body cried out in pain from the beating he’d received the night before.
    “Oh God!” he said aloud. “I can’t be dead. If I were, it wouldn’t still hurt so damn much.”
    The brightness reached its zenith and his eyes involuntarily popped open to reveal a cold and bright morning sky. On any other day, this might have been a lovely sight, but today, it only served to make his skull throb as if it were a toy drum in the hands of a four-year-old child. The shivering didn’t help either. Henry closed his eyes and attempted to grab his temples in agony, only to find he was wrapped up tight in an old sleeping bag. After a few moments of monumental effort, he freed his hands enough to move them to his temples where he was able to slow the throbbing to a dull ache.
    Now, let’s see if I can figure out where I am.
    Henry fidgeted around within the sleeping bag enough to loosen it, being careful not to disturb the fragile noggin attached to his shoulders. When he was free enough, he took a long, slow, deep breath and let it out. He then counted to three, and in one rapid movement tried to sit up and look around. He made it halfway into the sitting position before realizing what a colossal mistake he’d made and fell back to the ground, but not before learning that he was, in fact, in his own back yard.
    “Holy crap, that was stupid,” said Henry as he lay there, head and body burning with pain. Through the pain, seemingly from out of nowhere, a memory flashed into his mind. It was Lucy, yelling at his