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"Deringhouse to Nyssen. Return at once. Very urgent. Come back, do you hear me? Confirm order."
Nyssen had a sinking feeling that something had gone awry. He shouted at the top of his voice that he got the message but the Stardust did not seem to hear him.
"Major Nyssen, confirm order! Return right away. Danger! Nyssen, report immediately!"
Thus the spacefighter pilot came to realize that his flight had precipitated a crisis. He slowly leaned back in his seat. His eyes searched for a tiny yellowish speck of light in the ocean of stars. One of these little points in the Galaxy was the terrestrial sun. Nyssen's thought began to blur. He vaguely felt that his life was coming to an end.
The engines of his pursuitship kept running.



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5/ "YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MIND"


"It wasn't such a good idea after all," Bell fretted, as a sudden jerk tossed him to the floor where he remained to listen. Rhodan grabbed the armrests of the chair in front of the computer console.
The first shock was followed by a second, even more violent one. Nevertheless, all observation screens remained blank. There was nothing to indicate the possibility that an energy beam or anything similar had been aimed in their direction.
There was no sign of what could have caused the huge mass of the super-battleship to move, let alone set such violent vibrations into motion.
Next door Deringhouse shouted to get the spacefighter back that they had just launched. Nyssen's start had triggered something but nobody knew exactly what it was.
There was no panic on board the ship. They were accustomed to worse incidents since their first encounter with the puzzling antagonist in the Galaxy.
Rhodan put file microphone to his lips just as the fourth shock hit the spherical hull like a pressure wave.
"Commander to Energy Control Centre!" His voice was heard in all departments. "Please, keep calm! Garand, restore gravitational field, start with magnitude two. Check if the next shock hits with the same force."
Capt. Klein had crawled to his weapons control centre. The continuing vibrations prevented normal walling.
Garand reported back. The power reactors had started to hum again. He had lost no time in repairing the damaged installations and they now functioned properly just when they were needed.
The video screens began to light up with a faint blue. The strong gravity field surrounded the spaceship.
The vigorous shaking of the spaceship subsided immediately. Calm prevailed again with the return of self-stabilization.
Reginald Bell slowly lifted himself off the floor. Rhodan whistled softly and off-key. His gaze seemed to penetrate the walls.
"Hi, old friend!" he said as he raised his hand and began to wave.
Bell looked around everywhere. He couldn't see anybody where Rhodan waved.
He glanced imploringly at the physician on duty in the command centre. It was Dr Eric Manoli who had been with them from the earliest days.
Manoli shrugged his shoulders and shook his head silently.
"I hope you feel alright," Bell said solicitously. With a forced smile he gingerly approached his commander but he didn't get very close. Instead, he was bodily lifted up and not very gently deposited on his seat.
"Who did that?" he yelled, flushed with anger, to the group of mutants at the other end.
Tama Yokida, one of the Hiroshima mutants, raised his hand.
"I did," he whispered. "We have a rule against touching other people."
Rhodan gave him a mildly disapproving look and got up.
Quiet had once more returned to the Stardust; but it was the quiet before a storm. Rhodan took his seat in front of the main control panel. Everybody watched him as he pressed the release for the safety harness. Seconds later the alarm began to wail.
The voice of the commander sounded calm. He did not think it necessary to make long explanations.
"Prepare for combat. Robot emergency commandos take their positions. Deringhouse, did you reach Nyssen?"
"He didn't call back," Deringhouse answered in a disturbed tone.
"Keep trying. Does his ship show on your screen?"