Captain Wiley frowned. "_Alpha_ Centauri?" Through his mind swirled
chaotic visions of colossal distances, eternal night, and lonely years.
He sought hard to find a seed of hope in his mind, and yet there was no
seed. There were only a coldness and an emptiness.
Suddenly, the voice:
"Yes, Men of Earth, we suggest that you try Alpha Centauri."
The men stood silent and numb, like bewildered children, as the
implication of those incredible words sifted into their consciousness.