![]() The room was part of the Betelgeuse headquarters of the Interstellar Patrol, and to it but hours before from the great central headquarters at Canopus had come Lacq Larus, Chief of the Patrol. The four of us were sitting in a small metal-walled room through whose window came the red light of mighty Betelgeuse, the sun upon one of whose planets we were. 'I don't doubt what you say, sir,' I told him, 'but it seems impossible.' 'I tell you that this thing has taken thousands of interstellar ships in the last few days without giving us any clue to its cause!' 'Yet something in the galaxy is causing it, Dur Nal,' he said. Jhul Din and Korus Kan nodded in agreement beside me, but the Chief of the Interstellar Patrol shook his head. 'You must be mistaken, sir-nothing in the galaxy could cause a thing like that!' We three stared at the Chief across the metal desk for a moment before I broke the silence.
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