 What is Ned Vince's ultimate fate?
THE ETERNAL WALL By RAYMOND Z. GALLUN A scream of brakes, the splash into icy waters, a long descent into alkaline depths ... But Ned Vince lived again—a million years later! "See you in half an hour, Betty," said Ned Vince over the party telephone. Ned Vince was eager for the company of the girl he loved. His old car rattled and roared as he swung it recklessly around Pit Bend. Another car leaped suddenly into view, its lights glaring blindingly past a high, up-jutting mass of Jurassic rock at the turn of the road. Dazzled, and befuddled by his own rash speed, Ned Vince had only swift young reflexes to rely on to avoid a fearful, telescoping collision. An incredible science, millions of years old, lay in the minds of these creatures. His car hit the white-painted wooden rail sideways, crashed through, tumbled down a steep slope, struck a huge boulder, bounced up a little, and arced outward, falling as gracefully as a swan-diver toward the inky waters of the Pit, fifty feet beneath.... Ned Vince was still dimly conscious when that black, quiet pool geysered around him in a mighty splash. Movement was slower now, as he began to sink, trapped inside his wrecked car. Nothing that he could imagine could mean doom more certainly than this. The Pit was a tremendously deep pocket in the ground, spring-fed. The edges of that almost bottomless pool were caked with a rim of white—for the water, on which dead birds so often floated, was surcharged with alkali. As that heavy, natronous liquid rushed up through the openings and cracks beneath his feet, Ned Vince knew that his friends and his family would never see his body again, lost beyond recovery in this abyss. Presently, when he could no longer hold his breath, bitter liquid was sucked into his lungs. The ripples that had ruffled the surface waters in the Pit, quieted again to glassy smoothness. Time, the Brother of Death, and the Father of Change, seemed to wait.... The icy breeze tore tiny puffs of dust from grotesque, angling drifts of soil, nearly waterless for eons. A gigantic, jagged mass of detritus slanted upward from its crest—red debris that had once been steel. A launching catapult for the last space ships built by the gods in exodus, perhaps it was—half a million years ago. Glacial ages, war, decadence, disease, and a final scattering of those ultimate superhumans to newer worlds in other solar systems, had done that.
 He is tranquilized and moved to a simulation of his previous life, where the Kar-Rah can continue to study him
 He is tranquilized and moved to a simulation of his previous life, where the Kar-Rah can continue to study him  He dies in a fatal car crash by drowning at the bottom of a deep pit of water  His body is put on display in a museum managed by the Kar-Rah  He wakes up to discover that the car wreck and experience with Loy Chuk was all a dream