“至公属行星430A,电讯1385号:调查团将于10小时后到达你,请做好准备。”你关上电讯显示,烦躁地在室内踱来踱去。十个小时,也就是日出的时候。逐日鸟将在那时掠过驻留站,再一次遮住耀眼的晨弧光。你感到很饿,叫了一声。回音在空旷的室内震荡。没有人。你想不起那些同伴都哪儿去了。 “To the public planet 430A, Telecommunications 1385: The mission will arrive at you in 10 hours, please be prepared.” "Turn off the telecommunications show, restlessly paced up and down indoors. Ten hours, that is, sunrise. The day-long birds will fly past the station at that moment, once again covering the dazzling morning arc. You feel very hungry, called out. Echo in the open interior shock. nobody. You can not remember where those companions have gone.