Fiction, Short Story
Halloway stared down at Earth, and his brain
tore loose and screamed, Man, man, how'd you
get in a mess like this, in a rocket a
million miles past the moon, shooting for
Mars and danger and terror and maybe death.
Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Planet Stories Spring 1946.
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