The Graveyard of Space
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Book Name: The Graveyard of Space
Writer: Stephen Marlowe
Description
No one knew especially about the Sargasso region of the void; just a single thing was sure: if a boat was gotten there it was bound in—The Graveyard of Space.
Book Excerpt
st four hours she had visited eight boats. Her voice sounded interesting. She was battling it at all times. It probably been hellfire to her, breaking into those disaster areas with their dead men with faces like white, enlarged melons- –
In the thirteenth boat he found a skeleton.
He didn’t report it to Diane over the radio. The skeleton had neither rhyme nor reason. The tissue couldn’t in any way, shape or form have decayed. Inquisitive, he clomped nearer on his attractive boots. Regardless of whether the substance had disintegrated, the apparel would have remained. In any case, it was a skeleton picked totally spotless, with no apparel, not boots- –
As though the man had deprived of his attire first.
He discovered why a second later, and it left him feeling all around debilitated. There were different carcasses on board the boat, a battered Thompson ’81 fit as a fiddle than their own Gormann. Bodies, not skeletons. In any case, when they had entered the sargasso they had clearly struck another boat. One entire side of the Thompson was crushed
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