Condom for blast off, X minus 5, 4, 3, 2, X minus 1, fire.

From the far horizons of the unknown, come transcribed tales of new dimensions in time and space.

These are stories of the future, adventures in which you'll live in a million could be years on a thousand maybe worlds.

The national broadcasting company in cooperation with Galaxy Science Fiction magazine presents...

X, X, X, X, X minus 1, 1, 1, 1.

The night, the last Martian by Frederick Brown.

It was like any evening, but dull at the most.

I was back in the city room. I just covered a boring banquet,

and the food had been so bad that I felt cheated

even though it cost me nothing.

Now, just for last, and my job, I was writing a long,

glowing account of it.

For the desk, Cargan.

You want?

Yeah, sure. Why not?

Okay, Bonnie.

Yeah.

Uh, Bill.

Yeah.

I'm finished having that banquet story yet.

Uh-uh. Finish it, eh?

30.

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