_An invisible network of human minds lay across the country, delicately tuned, waiting breathlessly for the first spark of contact from the unknown ... from the unpredictable telepathic Alien._ The ship skimmed down like a shadow from the outer atmosphere and settled gently and silently in the tangled underbrush of the hill that overlooked the bend in the broad river. There was a hiss of scorched leaves, and the piping of a small, trapped animal. Then there was silence.…
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