This time he had his sign ready.
LOOK AROUND AT THE SCENERY FOR A WHILE.
As if to humor him, they began to look around them. Maybe they thought him mad, but he was sane. After about a minute they still hadn’t turned back to him—one’s face looked up and out at the unbelievable stars, while the other slowly swiveled his neck, watching a dragon’s head go by. Gradually their bodies became congealed in awe and terror, clinging and crouching against his glass wall.
After taking half a minute more to check his own helmet and suit, Karlsen bled out his cabin air and opened his door.
“Welcome, men,” he said, over his helmet radio. He had to help one of them aboard the rescue boat. But they made it.
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