Robotic Flipper 7-13 May
"Gone?" The word made no sense to me. "No. How can...How can that be?"
"You lost it in the explosion," Pem explained. "When we were trying to escape, we entered the tunnel. You remember that?"
I nodded. "There was a torpedo..."
"Right. It exploded behind us."
"We got caught it in its blast," Pem continued. "We all were thrown about and took our bumps and bruises." I nodded. Sure, that made sense. "You were the closest to it. You got hit hard. You lost your leg. It was all we could do to keep you from bleeding out."
I glanced down at my feet and there appeared to be two. "Lost? But I see it right there."
Pem shook his head. "That's a prosthesis. We were able to replace your lost limb with a cybernetic limb. It may take some time for it to synch completely to your brainwaves. "It is, however, a Merapolian limb, so while it will drastically increase your maneuverability here in the water, up there on the land, it may not function as well, but it is all we have. We don't get many landbreathers down here, but I'm sure it will be fine."
IÂ looked at the robotic limb. It ended with more of a flipper than a foot and it seemed to be a dark blue, though it was hard to tell under the sea. I traced it from the foot to the ankle to the calf up to where it connected to my thigh. This was all rather discombobulating.
"Maybe you should give it a try, Frank? We should check to make sure the interface is running efficiently."
"Sure," I said, uneasily.
"Ok," Pem said. "Just move slowly. Just slow, deliberate movements. First thing, just try moving the foot."
I moved my robotic foot.
"You're awake!" Tam said, quickly paddling into the room.
"Finally! Maybe now we can get out of here!"
"I don't think that would be wise," Pem said. 'We haven't finished calibrating..."
"I can take care of that. And don't worry, Frank, I have a few ideas for how we can upgrade it."
to be continued next week
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