Paul sank back into his chair. He found that he wasn’t really shocked by the alternatives of life and death just presented to him. It was such a clean-cut proposition, unlike anything he’d ever encountered before. Here were honest-to-God black and white, not at all like the muddy pastels he’d had to choose from while in industry. Having it put like that, Do as we say or get killed, had the same liberating effect as the drug of a few hours ago had had. He couldn’t make his own decisions for reasons anybody could understand.
