The name Charles had given was Feierbahah, but given that he was a Foundation clone, it was very likely an alias.
He knows everything about me, inside and out. That means the Foundation probably has all my details too. I'm not too worried about this. Compared to all the chaotic business in the Abyss-Sea, a time traveler from a thousand years ago like me doesn't even register. If I get the chance, I'll search the Central Computer myself.
"Hey! Charles, stop! They're right ahead. If you go any farther, we'll be discovered."
Buried among the white dandelions, Charles felt utterly drained. The pain was still tormenting his nerves without end, but he didn't have time to worry about that now. The vibrations from approaching footsteps and voices in the distance indicated that the situation over there was tense.
