Paul Kater - Bactine

He took a quick shower and headed for dreamland.

Daniel woke up after a night of very disturbing dreams. Just about everyone he had met on this planet had appeared in it, and many of them had performed in a circle dance around Rayko. That was something that puzzled him most.

Over breakfast he pondered the things he should do now. How would he find a young woman that had disappeared without a trace? What did he know about her, even? Just that she was stuck-up, hated him and argued with her father a lot. If he just knew what that was about, that might give him some clues, but asking her father was not something appealing at the moment.

Daniel decided to find out something more about the senator. All the rumours there were about that man were vague and confusing. The man had helped Daniel out a few times, Daniel had taken a liking to the senator.

He needed some time to find out where the senator was living. Of course, the senator lived in the Zoroon community. It was quite a surprise for Daniel to find that his address was in a public register which was stored on the hydger. There was no contact number in the register, which was hardly surprising. After finishing his food, he went back to his apartment to dress more appropriately, and then requested a carriage for the trip to the house of the senator. It was his best shot at finding the man. Perhaps there was someone at the house who could at least take a message for the senator.

The ride to Zoroon went swiftly. Daniel stared out of the window without seeing much. He was trying to think his way out of the matter of the mysteriously disappearing young woman. As the carriage stopped, he saw a remarkably small house, for Zoroon standards. The reception house looked no bigger than a large broom closet. The house beyond it was made of a peculiar kind of pink stone and was surprisingly round everywhere. The whole place looked as if large pink eggs had been thrown in a heap.

Daniel walked up to the door of the reception house. In vain he tried to locate a bell or similar device. There just was the ever present copper plate. As there was little else he could do except for banging on the door, Daniel held his ring against the plaque and waited.

As he took in the environment, one of the areas rich of plants and trees, the door opened behind him. “Seigner?” a voice asked.

Daniel turned and saw a rather aged man. “Good morning, sir. My name is Daniel Zacharias. Is the senator in, by chance?”

“Indeed, he is. I assume you want to see the senator?” the man asked.

“Yes. If that is possible.”

The man nodded and opened the door. “If you would please wait here, sir, I will see if senator Dirrit ko Asac is available for you.” The servant turned and left Daniel inside the small chamber as he slipped away behind a richly decorated curtain.

The curtain was very red, Daniel saw. It was embroidered with many small symbols, round and square, of which the meaning was entirely lost on him. Minutes checked in and out. Daniel thought the servant had either forgotten him, or fallen asleep after disappearing behind the curtain. Therefore it was a slight shock for him when the man came into the chamber again.

“The senator will see you, sir.” The way the servant managed not to put any life or emotion in his voice was stunning.

Daniel followed him. Behind the curtain was only a very short transparent tunnel, they were through it in a few steps. That was good, as the looming pink spheres were not improving his peace of mind. They came into the house that had more or less straight walls. Everywhere he looked, Daniel saw things. Hanging on the wall, in small glass cabinets or standing on display tables. He moved carefully, with so many things everywhere. Many of them looked expensive.

The servant moved through the chaos with ease. He probably had seen the collection of things grow over the years. The man stopped in front of an oval door and knocked on it. Without waiting, he opened the door which gave entrance into a room that was oval, like the house.

Behind a large desk sat the senator, who looked up as Daniel came in. “Ah, my good Mr. Zacharias. Welcome to my home. What a surprise to see you.” The man got up and shook Daniel’s hand. The senator was dressed in what almost was a regular suit. No green robe this time. “Won’t you please sit down, sir,” the senator said as he gestured at a large and comfortable looking chair near the black desk.

Daniel noticed the gentle earth tones that the walls were painted in. On the walls he saw paintings and what could be another kind of pictures. Some were, what Daniel assumed, views of the planet. Some showed large eight-mast ships.

“So, Mr. Zacharias, with what can I help you? And may I offer you a refreshment, like tea, or some exquisite Dilurian wine?”

“Tea would be nice, senator. It is still a bit too early for wine for me,” Daniel replied.

The servant man quietly left the office after a nod from Sygra.

“The reason for my visit is the disappearance of the daughter of Seigner Dandra ko Galem. Her mother asked me if I could look into this.”

The senator leaned back in his chair, a pen between his thin fingers. “I see. Yes, this is a highly unpleasant thing that happened. Clelem and Ugidra told me in person, the day they found out that Rayko vanished.” A slow smile came on the man’s face. “You and she made the most handsome couple at the party, Mr. Zacharias.”

Daniel wilfully ignored that remark. “Would you know of a reason why someone would want to take her?”

The senator folded his fingers in front of his lips for a moment. “I have been thinking about that as well, Mr. Zacharias, and so far I have come up with not much. There are people who do not like the success Clelem has with his ships, so that might be a reason.”

“Do you know if she herself had any enemies? Or friends who would play a joke like that?”

The senator got up and walked up to a painting on the wall. As he stared at it, the servant came in and brought tea and wine, and some snacks Daniel had seen before somewhere.

“Do you know who this is, Mr. Zacharias?” the senator asked Daniel without taking his eyes from the painting?

“No, sir. I don’t.” Daniel got up and stood next to the senator, to look at the painting. It showed the pale face of a woman, surrounded by shoulder-length brown hair that stood in spikes to all sides. The face was quite plain, almost boring, but the way the artist had captured her eyes… Daniel could not drag his eyes away from them.

“This, Mr. Daniel, is Nahmyo. At least, it is how I picture Nahmyo.”

Daniel searched his brain for the name and ended up empty handed. “Who is she, sir? I can’t say I have ever heard about her.”

The senator nodded. “That does not surprise me.” He locked the fingers of his hands behind his back. “Nahmyo is the woman who founded our religion. I should say, a religion.” The senator was silent for a moment.

Daniel was not certain what this had to do with his question.

“Rayko and I both follow this religion. This… philosophy I should call it, Mr. Zacharias. That creates a bond between people, as you may be aware of.”

Daniel was not the religious kind, but he had heard of things like that, so he sort of nodded and waited. As he stood so close to the senator, he decided that this man could not be the mysterious person in black. Simply because he was too tall.

“Rayko, Mr. Zacharias, does not have enemies. She and I have talked about enemies and friends very often, and she is one of the most gentle and kind people on the planet.”

“Hmm,” Daniel commented. He had seen a rather different side of the gentle and kind person. His shins had taken part in the experience once.