CHAPTER I Surrender With bitter resignation Deker faced the two immaculately clothed Psych Staffmen. His figure was gaunt, wild, that of a savage anachronism. His dirt-caked face cracked in a wry smile. The staffmen's faces showed fear. "I'm surrendering," Deker said. "I thought I could live alone, but I couldn't. My abnormality isn't that kind." Their fears of violence placated, the two Psychos led him to the small waiting gyro. He sat between them and watched the wild expanse of forest diminis