Lion, Tiger, Bear | 393 That Prussian coward! yelled a furious Gerlach, pitching down a bundle of flowers that had been given to him as a gift. Swirls of Shambalans backed off; many were shocked by the negative outburst, the foreign vibration irritating and unwelcome. Suddenly, a circle of fifty surrounded Gerlach. What are you’ people doing? Out of my way you subhuman beggars! They began a low chant, then a hum. Oh-h-h, so-o-o, hum-m-m-m…7he air tingled with high-vibrational energy, as if the sun had shown through a hurricanes eye. He pushed against a Shambalan, then another. Soon he was inexplicably calm, even slightly joyous, an odd feeling for him. Go#, what a strange volhyou are…oh, our poor frozen boys now lost. Gerlach processed the grief and felt cleansed. Oh-h-h, so-o-o, hum-m-m-m… Porsche gently grabbed his arm. Come, Walter, they like you now. He wiped tears. Weve lost to Ivan at Stalingrad. I know. Kunchen led them out of the crowded Great Hall into a tunnel walkway that led downwards. The surrounding light from embedded crystals painted everyone a pale green, while their hands glowed a swirling metallic violet. Not to worry, said Kunchen to everyone in their minds. Just a precaution to eliminate toxins and viruses. Our healing chamber, what you would call a hospital. At the bottom of the walkway they entered a large domed room about 300 meters across. Large tube-like structures lined the outer walls; they glowed a dim orange and then changed hues at regular intervals. The floor was a spongey grey. Doctors in pale blue robes with a Merkabah insignia whirled every which way, tending to spherical holographic instrument panels that appeared brightly before them. As Beas wide-eyed group gathered around one of the ornate tube structures, they saw Bernie laid inside one. A high-pitched whine could be heard, then silence. A cylinder of geometrically-etched glass revolved, revealing his body in a fetal position. He awoke, stretched, and yawned, his thickly-bearded face red as a blood orange; eyes opened slowly. Errmmmphhh. What the hell is everyone lookin at? Hey, whym I naked? What happened? Bea fell to her knees. I dont believe it… Theyve achieved resurrection technology…death is an illusion. Nothing ever shocked Alice for long, it was just how she was wired. She kissed him. Oh! You stink like garlic-almond paste. What was it like being dead, old thing?