Puddle Driver: Chapter 1
Written and read by Skip Jenkins.
It takes some getting used to moving about in zero-G. Limbs do not move the way they do under positive Gs, and the results are often unexpected. When Streis awoke, he was in a fetal position in a slow counterclockwise spin. His head throbbed unbearably, and had he known an earlier forced dosage of Tryptaline was to blame, he would have been more concerned. The last thing he could remember was drinking with an Australian ex-pat data dealer in Osaka. There had been gravity in the bar, Streis was pretty sure of that, and judging by the fact that he could crane his head up to look through a transparent Plasteel porthole at Asia far above him, he had come a long way since he could last recall.
