Dune ‘Open the case, set aside the rag, take out the string of twelve dead insects and rest it on the edge. Close the door and leave.’ An inner voice echoing in my mind, as I slowly regained my consciousness in a shabby cabin. Daylight was still perceived through several slits on the walls that were put together with wooden planks holding the roof. I knew the gathering had dispersed and already left without trail. The companions, or not? Who still cares? I opened the wooden c