He had betrayed mankind, but he was not afraid of the consequences--ever!
The aliens had gone by then, only a few shining metal huts in the Siberian tundra giving mute evidence that they had been anything other than a nightmare.
It had seemed exactly like that. A nightmare in which all of Earth stood helpless, unable to resist or flee, while the obscene shapes slithered and flopped over all her green fields and fair cities. And the awakening had not brought the reassurance that it had all been a bad dream. That if it had happened in reality, the people of Earth would have been capable of dealing with the terrible menace. It had been real. And they had been no more capable of resisting the giant intelligences than a child of killing the ogre in his favorite fairy story.
It was an ironic parallel, because that was what finally saved Earth for its own people. A fairy story.
The old fable of the lion
The traitor had betrayed the human race to the aliens, and they rewarded him with immortality and the ability to torture, paralyse, and kill with his mind. The traitor is caught and put on trial, but what can they do with him or to him?
A grim little story.
Little gems like this make all the sifting worthwhile. What more can I say?