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Cooper, Michael D., [pseud.]

"The Runaway Asteroid"

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The elevator came to a stop and the door opened onto darkness. As
before, the elevator light illumined a small space, in which the men
could see a few counters. When the first passenger debarked, soft
lights went on. The illumination revealed a room of about 2,000 square
feet, filled with viewscreens, computer stations, cabinets and shelves,
tables and chairs, and a few sofas. At least a dozen doors led from the
room. The four unconscious men were laid carefully down onto the sofas.
"What is this place?" Zip asked St. George.
"Haven't any idea, Starman. I don't mind pushing buttons at random when
it comes to elevators, but you won't find me playing with any machine I
don't understand. I don't want to find the ejection seat or rocket
launchers by accident."
"What do you think, Mark, Joe? Let's look around here." The Starmen
began to examine the keyboards and control systems spread throughout
the room. There were symbols written beside most of the controls, but
none of the writing was recognizable.
"Alien writing," observed Mark. "I'd sure like to know what it says."
Joe was at the next console, thoughtfully pressing buttons, but there
was no response.
"We need to find food and water," said one of the others.
"Right," said Zip. "Everyone check through the shelves and cabinets.


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