The Divine Invasion by Philip K. Dick Read Free Book Online

old. The eyes of wisdom.
    To him in a low voice the girl said, "'When there was yet no ocean I was born.'" She waited a moment, studying him, searching for something, a response perhaps; he did not know. "'I was fashioned in times long past,'" the girl said. "'At the beginning, long before earth itself.'"
    Mr. Plaudet called to her reprovingly, "Tell him your name. Introduce yourself."
    "I am Zina," the girl said.
    "Emmanuel," Mr. Plaudet said, "this is Zina Pallas."
    "I don't know her," Emmanuel said.
    "You two are going to go and play on the swings," Mr. Plaudet said, "while Mr. Tate and I talk. Go on. Go."
    Elias came over to the boy, bent down and said, "What did she say to you just now? This little girl, Zina; what did she tell you?" He looked angry, but Emmanuel was accustomed to the old man's anger; it flashed forth constantly. "I couldn't hear."
    "You grow deaf," Emmanuel said.
    "No, she lowered her voice," Elias said.
    "I said nothing that was not said long ago," Zina said.
    Perplexed, Elias glanced from Emmanuel to the girl. "What nationality are you?" he asked the girl.
    "Let's go," Zina said. She took Emmanuel by the hand and led him away; the two of them walked in silence.
    "Is this a nice school?" Emmanuel asked her presently.
    "It's OK. The computers are outdated. And the government monitors everything. The computers are government computers; you must keep that in mind. How old is Mr. Tate?"
    "Very old," Emmanuel said. "About four thousand years old, I guess. He goes away and comes back."
    "You've seen me before," Zina said.
    "No I haven't."
    "Your memory is missing."
    "Yes," he said, surprised that she knew. "Elias tells me it will return."
    "Your mother is dead?"
    He nodded.
    "Can you see her?" Zina said.
    "Sometimes."
    "Tap your father's memories. Then you can be with her in retrotime."
    "Maybe."
    "He has it all stored."
    Emmanuel said, "It frightens me. Because of the crash. I think they did it on purpose."
    "Of course they did, but it was you they wanted, even if they didn't know it."
    "They may kill me now."
    "There is no way they can find you," Zina said.
    "How do you know that?"
    "Because I am that which knows. I will know for you until you remember, and even then I will stay with you. You always wanted that. I was at your side every day; I was your darling and your delight, playing always in your presence. And when you had finished, my chief delight was in them."
    Emmanuel asked, "How old are you?"
    "Older than Elias."
    "Older than me?"
    "No," Zina said.
    "You look older than me."
    "That's because you have forgotten. I am here to cause you to remember, but you are not to tell anyone that, even Elias."
    Emmanuel said, "I tell him everything."
    "Not about me," Zina said. "Don't tell him about me. You have to promise me that. If you tell anyone about me the government will find out."
     "Show me the computers."
    "Here they are." Zina led him into a large room. "You can ask them anything but they give you modified answers. Maybe you can trick them. I like to trick them. They're really stupid."
    He said to her, "You can do magic."
    At that Zina smiled. "How did you know?"
    "Your name. I know what it means."
    "It's only a name."
    "No," he said. "Zina is not your name; Zina is what you are ."
    "Tell me what that is," the girl said, "but tell me very quietly. Because if you know what I am then some of your memory is returning. But be careful; the government listens and watches."
    "Do the magic first," Emmanuel said.
    "They will know; the government will know."
    Going across the room, Emmanuel stopped by a cage with a rabbit in it. "No," he said. "Not that. Is there another animal here that you could be?"
    "Careful, Emmanuel," Zina said.
    "A bird," Emmanuel said.
    "A cat," Zina said. "Just a second." She paused, moved her lips. The cat came in, then, from outside, a gray-striped female. "Shall I be the cat?"
    "I want to be the cat," Emmanuel said.
    "The cat will die."
    "Let the cat die."
    "Why?"
    "They were