I had done one radical thing that spring which I had never even contemplated before, certainly not on my first go-around. I ran for Chancellor. Chance...lor, the equal to the President of a frat, is an odd position. You have to chair the various meetings and ride herd on a fractious bunch of college guys, and some guys simply aren’t cut out for it. There are also some routine ornamental things, like reports to the national organization and to the college, and monthly meetings with the. ”His Tri Beam weapon was the product of the 54th century of an alternative reality and he fired into the alien ship right next to the Y’Alls head.” Drop your weapons, buster. You are under arrest for murder.”--””--Court MartialI must have passed out, because I woke up as two men dragged me out of the cell and put me on the diagnostic bed of a Med-Bot Unit. The machine cleaned me and tended to my injuries. The robot talked to someone I couldn’t see from my position. “Patient is in serious. You can stay in my dorm room. My roommate’s not supposed to arrive until Sunday.” I looked at her, questioning. “That’s allowed?” “Sure, it’s not like you’re some old guy coming to play with a cute co-ed!” she giggled.I laughed, “but it’ll cramp your style!” “Nonsense! We can reconnect, since I haven’t seen you all that much since I’m in college, and anyway, when I’m at home, you’re busy working!” “If you’re sure,” I said warily. “I’m sure!” she answered. “And I’ll be the envy of anyone there. He has denied me everything else, eventhe power of speech. The only sounds I can make are in his presence, in thetorture—I mean the treasure—chamber. Let me backtrack a moment here. My name is Tracia, which literally means 'treasure' in some obscure languageor another. When I was born, my mother and father wanted a good, obedient child,so I was placed under a spell of perfect obedience. Whatever I am told to do,I must do, whether I will or no. At first it was not so bad; I was never givenan.