Fifty-five pioneers had died on the "bridge of bones" that spanned the Void to the rusty plains of Mars. Now the fifty-sixth stood on the red planet, his only ship a total wreck--and knew that Earth was doomed unless he could send a warning within hours. "You're crazy, man," snapped Steven Alexander, "you can't take off for Mars alone!"…
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