The Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy
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author drank the liquid and founded reviving. He glanced up with screens again and watched a few more 100 miles of Baron greenest slide past. It suddenly occurred to him to ask a question that had been bothering him. Is it safe? He said. Magothy has been dead for five million years, said Safe. Of course, it's safe. Even the ghosts will have settled down and raced families by now, at which point, a strange and inexplicable sound thrilled. Suddenly through the bridge, a noise as of a distant fanfare, a hollow, reedy, insubstantial sound. It proceeded a voice that was equally hollow, Reidy and insubstantial. The voice said. Greetings to you. Someone from the dead planet was talking to them. Computer shouted. Safer. Hi there. What the photon is it? Oh, just some five million year old tape that is being broadcast at us. Oh, what a recording! Shushed, said Ford. It's carrying on, but was underscored with quite unmistakable menace. This is a recorded announcement, it said, as I'm afraid we're all out at the moment. The Commercial Council of Magara Thehe thanks you for your esteemed visit. A voice from Asian Magara Thea shouted Safer! Okay, okay, said forward. But regrets. Continue the voice that the entire planet is temporarily closed for business. Thank you. If you would care to leave your name and the address of a planet where you can be contacted, kindly speak when you hear the tone. A short bus followed, then silence. They want to get rid of us, said Trillion nervously. What do we do? It's just a recording, said Safe on. We keep going. Got that computer. I got it, said the computer and gave the ship an extra kick of speed. They waited after a second or so came the fanfare once again and then the voice. We would like to assure you that as soon as our business is resumed, announcements will be made in all fashionable magazines and colour supplements. When our clients will once again be able to select from all that's best in contemporary geography, the menace in the voice took on a sharper edge. Meanwhile, we would thank our clients for their kind interest and would ask them to leave. Now, Arthur looked round the nervous faces of his companions with I suppose we'd better be going then, hadn't we? He suggested said say food. There is absolutely nothing to be worried about. Then why's everyone so tense? They're just interested, shouted safer computer, start descent into the atmosphere and prepare for landing. This time, the fanfare was quite perfunctory, the voice now distinctly cold. It is most gratifying. It's it. And so we would like to assure you that the guided missiles currently converging with your ship are a part of a special service We extend to all of our most enthusiastic clients. And the fully armed nuclear warheads are, of course, merely a courtesy detail. We look forward to your custom in future lives. Thank you, the voice snapped off. Oh, said trillion. Uh huh, said Arthur. Well, said four. Look said, Safe. Will you get into your heads? That's just a recorded message. It's millions of years old. It doesn't apply to us, Get it? What said Trillion quietly about the missiles? Missiles Don't make me laugh. Ford tapped safe word on the shoulder and pointed at the rear screen, clear in the distance Behind them, to silver darts were climbing through the atmosphere toward the ship. A quick change of magnification brought him into close focus to massively rial rockets thundering through the sky. The suddenness of it was shocking. I think they're going to have a very good try at applying to us, said forward. Saif had stared at them in astonishment. Hey, this is terrific, he said. Someone down there is trying to kill us. Terrific, said Arthur. But don't you see what this means? Yes, we're going to die. Yes, but apart from that, apart from that, it means we must be on to something. How soon can we get off it? Second by second, the image of the missiles on the screen grew larger. They had swung round now onto a direct homing course so that all that could be seen of them now was the warheads head on. As a matter of interest said Trillion, What are we going to do? Just keep cool, said so far, is that Oh shouted author? No, we're also going Tio, take evasive action, said say, filled with a sudden access of panic. Computer, What evasive action can we take? Ah, none, I'm afraid. Guys said the computer. Oh, are something, said safe. Ah, he said. There seems to be something jamming my guidance systems. Explain the computer brightly impact minus 45 seconds. Please call me Eddie. If it will help you to relax. Safer tried to run in several equally decisive directions simultaneously. Right, he said, Um, we got to get manual control of this ship. Can you fly her? Asked Ford. Pleasantly. No, can you? No trillion? Can you? No, Fine said Safer relaxing. We'll do it together. I can't either, said author, who felt it was time he began to assert himself. I guess that said safer OK, computer, I want full manual control and now you got it, said the computer. Several large desk panels slid open, and banks of control consuls sprang up out of them, showering the crew with bits of expanded polystyrene packaging and balls of rolled up cellophane. These controls had never been used before. Saif had stared at them wildly. Okay, for, he said, full retro thrust and then 10 degrees Starbird or something. Good luck guys tripped the computer impact minus 30 seconds. Ford leapt to the controls. Only a few of them made any immediate sense to him, so he pulled those