She could feel a deep throbbing coming up through the floor and the room seemed to be swaying very slowly up and down. She had gradually regained cons...iousness in this cage, realizing in horror that she was naked with her wrists and ankles locked together somehow behind her body. There was a tight strap round her face and something hard and round was stuck inside her mouth. The heavy band round her neck was somehow pulling her back whenever she moved her wrists to ease the strain on her arms.. They would have to check in with local Fleet traffic control. It was here where they would determine if the ultra-whites of Sol had sent out an emergency communications probe reporting the mutiny before Taz destroyed the probe station. Even if they had not—the possibility that was considered the most likely—there was the matter of Magnum‘s “orders”, which had been neatly and painstakingly forged by Ox and Phlegm. Would they be scrutinized? On the surface they looked official and proper, but if. “One reason is that not many who live in the parks are registered to vote,” Cal replied. “By the way, are you registered?”The woman shook her head. Cal reached into his folder, drew out a form and handed it to her.“Is there anyone else at this address who might need one?” he asked.“No, their father doesn’t live with us.”“Just fill in the form and drop it in a mailbox,” Cal said. “It won’t cost a thing and you’ll be registered as long as you’re living at this address. Do it by the twentieth and. It matters little to us. It would be better, perhaps, that you stop your cowardly screaming and hear our message. We are here only because of your actions. You threaten the future of this planet. You endanger the progress of humanity. But we have time. We will wait until you compose yourself.The figures waited, as unconcerned as if watching butterflies flit across a field of flowers on a warm summer's day. They watched while the President increased his struggling, screaming himself voiceless..