About the only good thing about these pixilation producers is the accepted fact that the effects are only temporary。 When the drug wears off so do the hallucinations。 I hoped。 Nowhere in the texts I studied did they mention a devil's brew such as the one I was concocting。 It was a laborious task hunting down all of Angelina's fascinating symptoms in the textbooks and trying to fit them to an inclusive psychotic pattern。 I even called in some professional help to aid in analyzing her case； not mentioning； of course； to what use I intended to put the information。 In the end I had a bottle of slightly smoky liquid and a taped recording of autohypnotic suggestions to play into my ears while the shot was taking effect。 All that remained was screwing my courage to the sticking…place as they say in the classics。 Not really all that remainedI wanted to take some precautions first。 I rented a room in a cheap hotel and left orders not to be disturbed at any time。 This was the first time I had ever tried this particular type of nonsense and since I had no idea of how foggy my memory would be I left a few notes around to remind me of the job。 After a half day of this kind of preparation I realized I was making excuses。
〃Well it's not easy to deliberately go insane；〃 I told my rather pale reflection in the mirror。 The reflection agreed but that didn't stop either of us from rolling up our sleeves and filling large hypodermic needles with murky madness。
〃Here's looking at you；〃 I said； and slipped the needle gently in the vein and slowly pushed the plunger home。
The results were anticlimactic to say the least。 Outside of a ringing in my ears and a twinge of headache that quickly passed I felt nothing。 I knew better than to go out though； so I read the newspaper for a while； until I felt tired。 The whole thing seemed a little foolish and pretty much of a letdown。 I went to sleep with the tape player whispering softly in my ears such ego…building epigrams as； 〃You are better than everyone else and you know it； and people who don't know it had better watch out；〃 and 〃They are all fools and if you were in charge things would be different； and why aren't you in charge； it's easy enough。〃
Waking up was unfortable because of the pain in my ears where the earphones were still plugged in； my own stupid voice droning away at me。 Nothing had changed and the whole futile experiment was a waste and waste makes me angry。 The earphones broke in my hands and I felt better； felt much better still when I had stamped the tape player into a tangle of rubble。
My face rasped when I ran my hand over it； I had been days without a shave。 Rubbing in the dip cream I looked into the mirror over the sink and an odd fact struck me for the first time。 This new face fined me a lot better than the old one。 A fault of birth or the ugliness of my parentswhom I hated deeply； the only right thing they ever did was to produce mehad given me a face that didn't fit my personality。 The new one was better； handsomer for one thing and a lot stronger。 I should have thanked that fumble…finger quack Vulff for producing a masterpiece。 I should have thanked him with a bullet。 That would guarantee that no one would ever be able to trace me through him。 It must have been a warm day and I was suffering a fever when I let him get safely away like that。
On the table was a piece of paper with a single word written on it； my own handwriting though I can't imagine why the hell I left it there。 Angelina it said。 Angelina； how I would love to get that tender white throat between my hands and squeeze until your eyeballs popped。 Hah！ I had to laugh at the thought； made a funny picture indeed。 Yet I shouldn't be so flippant about it。 Angelina was important。 I was going to find her and nothing was going to stop me。 She had made a fool of me and had tried to kill me。 If anyone deserved to die it was her。 It was an awful waste in some ways yet it had to be done。 I shredded the note into fine pieces。
All at once the room was very oppressing and I wanted out。 What made me doubly angry was the fact the key was missing。 I remember taking it out； but had no idea where I had put it。 The slob at the desk was slow at answering and I was tempted to tell him just What I thought of the service； but I refrained。 There is only one permanent cure for these types。 A spare key rattled into the basket of the pneumo and I let myself out。 I needed some food and I needed some drink and most of all I needed a quiet place for some thought。
A nearby spot provided all threeafter I had chased the hookers away。 They were all dogs； and Angelina just playing a role had been better than this entire crowd lumped together。 Angelina。 She was on my mind tonight with a vengeance。 The drinks warmed my gut and Angelina warmed my memory。 To think that I had actually once considered turning her in or possibly killing her。 What a waste！ The only intelligent woman I had ever run across。 And all womanI'll never forget the way she walked in that dress。 Once she had been tamed a bitwhat a team we could make！ This thought was so mentally aphrodisiac that my skin burned and I drained my glass at a single swallow。
Something had to be done； I had to find her。 She would never have left a ripe plum of a planet like this one。 A girl with her ambition could go right to the top here； nothing could stop her。 And that's of course where she would beeventually if not now。 She must spend her life feeling damned because she was a woman； knowing she was better than the rest of the cruds around； then proving it to herself and them over and over again。 My arrival would be the biggest favor Angelina could have。 I didn't have to prove myself better than the hicks on this rubeified planetjust one look did that。 When Angelina hooked up with me she could stop fighting； relax and take orders。 The contest would be over for all time。
While I sat there something was nagging at me； some vital fact I had to rememberyet couldn't。 For a second I fumbled with the memory before I realized what it was。 The injection would be wearing off soon！ I had to get back to the room； quickly。 There had been some fear about the danger of this business； but I realized now that was just my earlier cowardice。 This stuff was no more dangerous than aspirin。 And at the same time it was the galaxy's greatest pick…up。 New worlds of possibilities were opening up to me； my mind was clearer and my thoughts more logical。 I wasn't going back to the old muddled…head stuff。 At the bar I paid the bartender； my fingers tapping impatiently while he slothfully made change for me。
〃A wiseguy？〃 I asked； loud enough for everyone in the joint to hear。 〃A customer is in a hurry so that's your chance to shortchange him。 This is two gilden short。〃 I held the money out in my palm and when he bent to count it I came up quick with the hand and let him have the whole thing right in the face； bills； coins； thumb and fingers。 At the same time I told himin a low voice so no one else could hearjust what I thought of him。 Freibur slang is rich in insult and I used the best on him。 I could have done more but I was in a hurry to get back to the hotel room； and teaching him a lesson would take time。 When I turned to go I kept an eye behind me in a mirror across the room and it's a good thing I did。 He pulled a length of pipe out from under the bar and raised it over my head。 Of course I stood still to give him a nice target and not throw off his aimonly stepping aside as the arm came down； just moving enough to let the pipe skin by me。
It was no trick at all to grab the arm； keep it going down； and break the bone across the edge of the bar。 The screams were heartwarming to say the least； and I only wish I had the time to stay and really give him something to scream about。 There was just no time left。
〃You saw him viciously attack me；〃 I told the stunned customers as I headed for the door。 Rough…and…tough had slumped down and was moaning out of sight somewhere behind the bar。 〃I'm going to call the police nowsee that he doesn't leave。〃 Of course he had as much intention of leaving as I had of calling the law。 I was out the door long before a