PHOENIX: (Projekt Saucer series)
Page 55
by W. A. Harbinson
He had the distinct feeling that the flying saucers were still out there, gliding eerily through the clouds, keeping him under surveillance... and he knew that this feeling would haunt him for the rest of his days.
He sat there all day, drifting aimlessly in the boat, patiently waiting for the stars to come out... and even then, he did not move.
He could not feel safe even out here.
It was best to be silent.
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