"
"Look! Gather them all together and tell them not to say anything about
us to these invaders! Our safety may depend on it, as well as any
chance we all have of eventually escaping!"
"Ah-all right," George stammered.
Since the power was out, there was no way to make an announcement
through the communication system, but the rest of the crew was
assembling anyway. The refectory was located not far from the control
center and the men were coming together there, so the Starmen and
George went to join them.
In a moment, there were about a dozen men in the room. Some sat on the
benches, others stood. There was palpable fear in the room, as if they
knew that sudden, violent death was near.
Zip asked George, "Is this everyone?" George took a quick glance around
the room.
"I, I think so, yes."
Zip took charge. "Men, listen to me. We're about to be taken captive. I
don't think anything worse will happen to us, or it would have happened
by now. My friends and I have come to visit Sabbath George. Just got
here from Ceres and sure didn't expect this!"
George took over. He was showing more confidence now. Alone of the Z25
crew, he had never shown fear, just shock. "We'll just wait right here,
men, and see what's next. I don't know who these attackers are or what
they want, but don't volunteer any information of any kind.
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