" Perry Rhodan 0018 - (12) The Rebels of Tuglan" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

And the little mouse-beaver could not see how its home world, the sole planet of a dying sun, shrank
gradually until it was a pinpoint of light, soon to vanish completely in the depths of the universe.

But it felt bored again!

It was dark and crowded in the box. The air was different. The oxygen-rich atmosphere aboard the ship
was in crass contrast to the thin air of its home planet. Besides, it was terribly hot. The dying sun had
supplied little warmth, and the temperature on the lonely planet the strangers had named Vagabond
would sink way below the freezing point during the night.

The mouse-beaver started to perspire. It removed the lid and crept out of the box. At first, it was
frightened by the roomтАЩs size, but then it saw that there was box after box standing around. Must be a
storage room.

Somewhere there were some noises. It lay flat on the floor and crept toward these noises. A door
opened as easy as pie. Swiftly it slid through a long corridor. There was a hum coming from below. The
metal floor was vibrating. There was another corridor on the right. The mousebeaver turned into it. Then
suddenly there was this smell.

Yes, a strange odour. It was warm.

All of a sudden a cold draft.

Another door. Two-1egged creatures stood around talking in their strange idiom. Giant kettles were
supported by pedestals. The two-legged ones were stirring something inside the kettles with glittering
poles. The heat was unbearable.

The mouse-beaver caught a glimpse of a half-opened door. ThatтАЩs where the cold draft originated. The
two-legged creatures paid no attention to the mouse-beaver. The big pots provided sufficient cover. A
few leaps and it reached the door - and slipped through the narrow opening.

Soothing cold enveloped it. Strange smells were in the air. It let the door close behind it, and тАШlookedтАЩ
around. It sent out waves like radar rays, which were reflected of the objects and produced an image on
its sensitive retina as if by magic.

It felt hungry and it found a piece of fruit. The fruit was ice-cold and frozen solid, but it tasted delicious.

The mouse-beaver began to feel at home.

And then it started to play.

The system of the dying sun with the solitary planet fell away.

The gigantic spacesphere sped into interstellar space and prepared itself for the hyperjump through the
fifth dimension.

The coordinates were fixed.

The sun Vega was exactly twenty-four hundred light- years away, nearly the same distance as Earth and
its sun Sol. A distance beyond human comprehension but no problem for the spaceshipStardust II .