Pulp Fiction, 1954 · page 114 of 330
Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 114: what you’re looking at
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descended, and another and another and another ...In a somehow evil procession a space fleet descended to atmosphere, and projected itself into the appearance of a silver bubble-film—and it was not. There were sixty vessels. When the last had vanished, the square framework began to descend again. It sank down into what seemed to be a crevasse. Then there was nothing but a small and inconspicuous building on a snow cap, an ice field, which reached for hundreds and hundreds of miles in every direction. The space fleet was not anywhere around. Not anywhere within thousands of light-years of the planet Khem IV... Now there was a vastly different atmosphere in the passengers’ lounge of theDeli/ah. The ship was back in overdrive! With returned spirits, passengers tried to forget the two dead men in a silent cabin. The men and women were sure that everything would be all right now. The Delilah was headed on for port. Oh, undoubtedly she was on her way to Loren II, wnere she had been bound in the first place! Meanwhile there were injured to be cared for. There were too many of them. Those who had been only drunk were Sleeping heavily. Some wept hysterically, remembering. Some —less self-conscious—turned from maniacal frenzy to a beaming, maudlin affection for all their supposed land. lposap did not make men beasts. It merely helped the beast within them express itself. Now, relieved of terror and horror and dread and despair, they were like lambs. But still there were too many wounded men. Kit looked at Brent with warm, admiring eyes. He had not only accomplished great things, but he was of the Profession. And that was a very great thing. Brent said, “Now the crew will really be busy.” “Doing what?” asked Kit, watching his face. “Trying to find out what | did to their overdrive—though they don’t know | did it. Also they’re trying to turn it off.” CORniclooo SS CO