• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 12
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Infinite night

The engineers had made their observations and calculations. The mathematicians checked the figures. Retired professors scrutinised the data and analysis. All agreed that the atmosphere was now safe.

There was so little noise as, one after another, the three layers of lead-sheathed doors slid open. I had been expecting creaks or clanking sounds, but the ancient machinery moved smoothly.

The librarians had offered us novels of 'science fiction' and histories of space exploration. We had viewed recordings from the olden times, but ... that first sight of stars is beyond preparation.