Gustav Klimt Sea Serpents painting

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chair. Only when the panel-lights ceased to wink and began instead to pulse together in a golden ring did she associate her sensation with WESCAC; even then she failed to comprehend its significance: her first thought was to move lest the tingling be some accidental radiation. But she did not, or could not, even when the whir changed pitch and timbre, grew croonish, and a scanner swung noiselessly down before her; even when, as best I could make out, the general warmth commenced to focus, until she'd thought her lap must burn.
"It seems gradual when I tell it," she said, "but it must have been very quick. Because just when I opened my mouth -- to call for help, I guess, because I feltfastened, even though I guess I wasn't -- anyhow, I just had time to draw one deep breath. . . and it was over."
"Over?" Anastasia echoed my own surprise; though she'd heard the story all her life, and assumed it was some unhappy delusion of her mother's, she'd evidently not heard it till now in such detail.