First of two parts. The Alien was _really_ alien--and Earth was faced with a strange problem indeed. They _had_ to have a superman. And there weren't any. So.... Like some great silver-pink fish, the ship sang on through the eternal night. There was no impression of swimming; the fish shape had neither fins nor a tail. It was as though it were hovering in wait for a member of some smaller species to swoop suddenly down from nowhere, so that it, in turn, could pounce and kill.…
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