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Updated: June 27, 2025
He had troubles enough without worrying about Copper's motivations, and not the least of these was taking the God-Egg into space. Kennon looked forward to blast-off with distinct misgivings. There was too much about the ancient spacer that was strange and too much that was terrifying.
But he would mention it to Tau no use overlooking anything no matter how wild. It was the sequence of victims which puzzled them all. As far as Tau had been able to discover Mura and Kosti had nothing much in common except that they were crewmates on the same spacer.
Ruthlessly they rayed to death any creature their dragnet drove into the open, leaving feebly kicking bodies of the furry, long-legged beasts Raf had first seen after the landing of the spacer. He could not understand the reason for such wholesale extermination, since certainly the rabbitlike rodents were harmless.
Sluggishly, memory associated one picture with another. Last night or yesterday Rynch Brodie had been locked in here. And "here" was one of the storage compartments of a spacer belonging to a man named Wass. It had been Wass' pilot in the flitter which snaked them from the river islet where the monsters had besieged them. This was a concealed, fortified camp Wass' hideout.
He hoped they did not willingly venture out of the trees where the leaves were their protection. Rynch went flat on the stream bank, made a worm's progress up the slope to crouch behind a bush and survey the land immediately ahead. There stood an off-world spacer, fins down, nose skyward, and grouped not too far from its landing ramp, a collection of bubble tents.
He laughed raucously. "Looka the spacer!" Someone else in the crowd said, "What's he doing in the city anyway? He jump ship?" "Yeah? Why ain't he in the Enclave like all the rest of them?" Alan looked from one to the other with a troubled expression on his face. He didn't want to touch off any serious incident, but he was determined not to let these Earthers push him around, either.
"A report of an alien attack will bring in the Patrol quickly enough." "You forget Rovald," Wass corrected. "The chance that one of your civs can activate and transmit from the spacer is remote, and Rovald will see that it is impossible. You have picked up Brodie, I see." "Yes." "No!" What had possessed him at that moment to contradict?
Connel had signed on as first officer on a deep spacer bound for Titan. Shinny had come aboard and reported to Connel as rocketman. Shinny had promptly started roaring through the passageways of the huge freighter in his nightshirt singing snatches of old songs at the top of his voice. It had taken Connel four hours to find where Shinny had hidden the bottle of rocket juice! Connel laughed.
Stories such as that of the ghostly "New Hope" carrying refugees from the first Martian Rebellion the ship which had lifted for the stars but had never arrived, which wandered for a timeless eternity, a derelict in free fall, its port closed but the warning "dead" lights on at its nose a ship which through five centuries had been sighted only by a spacer in similar distress.
"If you need it use this " Rip's face was very sober. Ali arose from fastening the extra suit in place. "It's ready " He came back into the corridor and Dane clanked out in his place, settling himself behind the controls. When they saw him there, the inner hatch closed and he was alone in the bay. With tantalizing slowness the outer wall of the spacer slid back.
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