
It took them about 2 minutes to get to the RemPod door.
Slow. Much too slow.  Kay touched the door panel, which
slowly swung open.  A man's boot poked out of the door,
soon followed by a leg and the rest of his body.  He was
lying face down.  They span him round, at last thankful
for the weightless environment.  Kay froze with horror.
On Trent's head, two words had been imprinted.  They read
simply 'unwelcome visitor'.  First contact had been made.



 Simon Wheatley 1992

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