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Then they crashed into a blank wall and realized they had reached the dead end
of the corridor. They were boxed, trapped. "What now?" "Don't know. Looks like
the dead end of my ideas, too. We can't go back for sure. I clobbered Dagenham
the floor to grit his soapy palms, and began swinging the sledge against the wall.
He swung in steady rhythm, grunting and gasping. The steel sledge struck the
wall with the blunt concussion of stones struck under water. "They're coming," Jiz
He inched back toward the rear wall of the control chamber like a sleepwalker.
The wall appeared, to his accelerated senses, to approach him. He thrust out
both arms, palms flat against the wall to brace himself. The sluggish power
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Review: The Stars My DestinationUser Review - Bart - Goodreads
This book was published in 1956 – a time when traveling to the moon would still be science fiction for quite a few years. Many of its ideas were astonishing then and its plot of blind revenge ... Read full review