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Once again RhodanтАЩs thoughts turned to the strange fate that had befallen Ernst Ellert. Fury and anger
welled up in Rhodan whenever he was reminded of the loss of his most valuable mutant. He had
possessed the unique gift of teletemporation, as Rhodan had characterised the ability that the more
prosaic Bell had called "letting his mind take a walk anywhere along the time track."Ellert was apparently
dead, and all hope had died with him. Sometimes it seemed to Rhodan as if Nature had followed the
dictates of some mysterious law and tried to correct a horrible mistake she had made by eradicating the
monster she had created. Ellert seemed to defy all laws of the universe; he was far more strange than the
frightful Mind Snatchers, who had come wanting to destroy the Earth.



Rhodan moved his hand across his forehead as if trying to wipe away the thoughts that had
preoccupied him during the automatically controlled moon flight of the Good Hope. Now they were
preparing for the landing. The Good Hope had completed a partial orbit around the moon and was now
approaching the scattered wreckage of the destroyed Arkonide cruiser, whose radioactivity had fallen to
almost negligible levels and no longer constituted any danger to the crew.



Rhodan had visited the wreck several times since it had been exploded by several powerful H-bombs
of terrestrial origin. He had come to search for any remains that could still he put to use. There had never
been any unforeseen incidents. The moon was a dead world, as it had been since time immemorial.
 Therefore, it caused quite a sensation when suddenly the shrill signal of the detector sounded out loud.



"Unidentified object at phi zero five, theta three three six!" announced Bell. "On the surface of the
moon. No movement discernible."



Rhodan bent over the picture screen, searching for the coordinates given by Bell. The object was
miserably small, nothing but a glittering fleck of light on the dull surface of the dead world of the moon.



Rhodan switched off the automatic pilot and began to guide the ship manually, while continuing their
descent to the moon, now at reduced speed. He depressed a button of the intercom.



"Eric, we have spotted something down below. Contact it by shortwave radio and let me know if you
get an answer! Bell will give you the coordinates."



A little while later the doctor came on over the telecom. "I canтАЩt get an answer from that thing down