***Sounding major pressure pulse ahead…I’m slowing to half power… temperature spikes…big temperature spikes…whew! The debris is picking up…it’s really tough--***
Winger could feel the battering the tiny assembler was taking. It was like wading into the ocean surf in the middle of a hurricane. The coupler link was working a little too well…Johnny could feel the impacts of errant atoms and radicals, molecular junk hurtling at him, pounding and slamming into him.
I’ve got to turn this down a bit…I can’t even see or think straight. Maybe Doc Frost could tweak the quantum coupler, drop the gain a bit, so he wouldn’t be fully exposed to what ANAD was feeling. Maybe humans weren’t made to sense things at atomic scale.
“I’m not seeing a thing,” Winger muttered. He switched back and forth from ANAD’s view to an exterior scan of the jungle around them. It was disorienting, to say the least.
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